Gotham War Spoiler Alluding!!
New challenge: DC writers don't try to kill/traumatize/otherwise incapacitate Jason Todd for five whole minutes!
Never mind they already failed again...
Really, DC, stellar job convincing fans that you appreciate Jason's character arc and actually want him around.
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november is such a bad time of year for me it sucks like im never more scared and insecure espcially about my friends and i feel so pathetic like im begging all the time for any bit of attention and validation that im a real human person im empty and grieving and wanting but everyone is a few steps and a door just too far out of reach but at the same time i feel so disconnected with myself bc i feel like i dont know myself i feel like no one around me knows me which makes me inherently feel guilty like im a liar and i cant picture a future for myself no matter what i do and im stuck and restless and pathetic and i just miss my friends but im insecure and cant convince myself half the time that im worth being in anyones life
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things i dont understand about cats
1- why do their butts do that wiggly-thing before jumping to literally nowhere
2- how do they stab you when they just sit on you...like, bro? you arent even THAT heavy but it still feels like you just goy impaled by a sword
3- WHY DO THEY START TO SCREAM LIKE A DEMON WHO JUST GOT OUT OF THE DEPTHS OF HELL IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT OUT OF THE BLUE
4- why is that little "mprrr?" sound so adorable
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Randomly a post I made in October is blowing up-- hi random peoples who like my good awesome take.
Anyway. I woke up at 4 and i cant sleep and my tummy hurts and i would bet you five whole dollars (im stingy and poor, fuck off) that it was from a nightmare im lucky not to remember and if i fall asleep again i will. like ik i need sleep to function but this shit is stupid and i feel well rested enough to do the important stuff. maybe i should habitually start smoking a little weed before bed-- it (usually) prevents dreams or at least remembering them. excaberated psychotic symptoms vs. ptsd. yay exciting choices. yknow what would really fix it tho. personally destroying the monsters who did that shit -_-. then if i had any "nightmares" it'd be bloody revenge and well then those arent nightmares theyre affectionate mental retellings. happy little dreams. a gory menagerie of evil. yeah yeah violence isnt justice blah blah but if healing requires forgiveness like you say it does then i dont want to heal-- i want to get even. i dont forgive what happened. it was needlessly cruel, an unnecessary abuse of power, and so deeply fucked up that it feels like it came straight out of one of those horror movies people vomit at. i dont forgive the "people" that made it happen, and i don't forgive the people who allowed it to happen, either. i don't forgive you for not caring enough and i don't forgive me for not being wise enough and adult enough at the time to get out of it but most of all i do not forgive the ones who directly did that and the knowing bystanders. god, i hate the bystanders. closing their eyes, shrugging their shoulders, "there's nothing i can do." there always is. sure yeah you think im so cool you care about me so much where the FUCK were you????? why should i feel bad for having to make Me or You decisions to survive. you looked the other way when it was just my survival vs. your biases and simple life. why should i hesitate to be selfish for my life when you're selfish for much less. and why am *I* the villain for wanting to eat and have a roof over my head and be treated with dignity and not be sick anymore but you're not for having all that with ease and still wanting to take more and give nothing? what in the world is the point of your power and nice things if all you do is hoard it and ignore everyone? even people you supposedly "love." i still don't forgive you. you could have at least tried. why are you entitled to protection and safety but i'm not. why are you entitled to your human rights and i'm not. why is it that you're so okay with this ugly picture. and you know what? i'd still burn the village to get you out of the hell i was in when you wouldn't lift a finger for me. because love is stupid like that. real love. anything less is cute bullshit.
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