I saw the rival girl sitting on R's desk and talking to him.
I saw the rival girl smiled at him and R smiled at her.
I saw R stroked the rival girl shoulder.
I saw both of them laughing.
Then R looks at me and I at him.
He smiles at me but I don't smile back.
Long story short.
The end.
What hurts the most about the complete trashing of Byler is how we watched Will fall apart at every turn. We saw the excitement and love on Wills face as he was waiting for Mike at the airport with his painting that he spent days on, just to receive an awkward side hug, just to third wheel on Mike and El's date, just for his painting to end up being nothing more than a device to further Mike and El's dysfunctional relationship. We watched Will suffer all season and it was officially for nothing.
hello! im currently extremely irritated so tumblr is getting a list!
Things not to say to Disabled People:
"Your don't look disabled" not everyone who is disabled will actively look disabled, most wont actually.
"You have to tell me when i mess up, im not ableist" no. it is not disabled peoples job to tell you when you fuck up. i do tell people, cause im a fucking pushover who cant say no when they ask me too! just, dont.
"'referring to a mobility aid' your too young for that/your taking it away from somebody who needs it" no. nobody is too young they have it for a reason. if they have it they are not taking it away from people who need it they are one of the people who need it.
"I bet i would be fine if i had that, no offense" yes i have heard this genuinely. offense taken, do not pretend you could handle a disability that you have no clue what its like. I dont care if you have a high pain tolerance, you have yet to experience a 24/7 horrible pain. fuck your stupid pain tolerance.
I am very upset rn, if you cant tell. Please just stop doing this shit. its getting harder and harder each day to pretend someone close to me isnt repetitively being ableist and blaming it on joking or mental health issues.
Chronic pain is such a bitch. No one believes you for whatever reason (age, gender identity, appearance, typical behavior, etc.), so you either learn to cope or just lay down and die, and right when you get to a point that you're living in spite of it, you have a flare where your pain level is twice as bad as normal. I'm trying to live in a way I can be proud of and this flesh is a prison that fights me every step of the way. I hurt, and I am angry. I know it'll get manageable again at some point, but I'll still hurt. I always hurt.
i havent kept up w eurovision in a while but i watched it w friends the other night and why did germany come last place with a song like THAT! appalling! what the hell ever dude. BLOOD AND GLITTER SWEET AND BITTER WE鈥橰E SO HAPPY WE COULD DIE