#like bruh i am a full time fucking study please have mercy

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The benefit of providing childcare for a well-off family who pays you well and uses your services a lot: Money!

The Sad: Fucking T a x e s

#based on how much i made this month i am DEFINITELY going to hit the rax threshold #like...within another month. #i am very happy to be eadning income #i am less happy that despite earning a livable wage i am still required to fill out multiple forms and do hool hopping #like bruh i am a full time fucking study please have mercy #this is my side gig #why is the tax threshold for babysitting fucking $2600 in a YEAR #WHY DO YOU NEED MY MONEY #THATS LESS THAN $3000 YOU BITCH #it is my personal opinion that if you make less than like...idk $15k-20k in a year in total you should not need to pay taxes #thats not livable!! #if some poor bitch (me) is making like $10k a year from a part time job while going to school uncle sam should fuck off #go tax the fucking billionaires PLEASE #they do NOT need all that money!! #people are out there earning MAYBE $40k while providing for multiple children and Suffering #and then theres the pigs who have private jets #anyways #personal #i really love the family i work for though theyre so good #they pay me well and theyre PLEASANT and the kids are a hoot #like i actually feel for once that i am being paid equivalent to my value #which is a shock #the last 2 jobs i had steadily sucked the will to live out of me as i was severely underpaid for the work i did #and i still had to pay fucking taxessssssssssssssssssssssss #even though i didnt make nearly as much as i am with this family #i hate money shit i wish i lived on a self sustaining farm in a small village with a doctor and a cobbler or something #jm so tired

[pugovkaisafk]

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I’ve decided to do something different and instead of leaving notes on my Kobo, I’ll be leaving them here in this post, as I read through A Court of Mist and Fury. This book is longer and I’m sure full of details, so I don’t want to miss any.

Intro

- “Amarantha drawled, her deep red hair” There was an editing mistake in the first book that suddenly changed Amarantha’s red hair into black. I’m glad they didn’t this time

Chapter 1

- “I squeezed my fingers into a fist, blocking out that eye” Use gloves? I’m sure he would see through anyway, but at least it would be a short relief

Chapter 2

- “I don’t have the sentries to spare to escort you” But when she was merely a human and you needed her alive and well, she was barely under any protection?  - “Please - please just do this for me”

- “His equal. A union with Tamlin” Is this foreshadowing?  - ”[...] childless, and keen to enjoy the finest males the land has to offer” Ianthe is giving me such bad vibes for some reason, sneaky snake - ”Not that he particularly wants anything to do with me” That’s right, my boy Lucien. We would be totally friends bitching about Ianthe.  - “I’d wept with joy as I told him yes, yes, a thousand times yes” Proposal “offscreen”? This wedding is so NOT happening.

Chapter 3

- “Did he let you take me today so that I’d stop asking to help rebuild?” I feel like he threatened everyone so they would refuse. Yikes

Chapter 4

- “I’ve another hour before I need to sleep” I hope Ianthe chokes on air and dick. They are all treating Feyre like a newborn. - “A fitting end would have been me in a grave, burning in hell” Oh honey, don’t we all feel like that from time to time  - “Then you don’t know Rhysand very well at all” HELL YEAH, let these fools know.  - “No wonder Tamlin had laughed” Why would you even agree to wear that hideous dress? It’s your wedding! And Tamlin is such a tool, he doesn’t understand shit. - “And you sound like you’re going to your funeral” Because she is?! She can’t even run anywhere. Where would she go - “As inescapable as the vow I was about to make, binding me to him forever” BIG YIKES. MY ANXIETY. - “Hello, Feyre darling”  Boi, it’s about time!! I missed you

Chapter  5

- “You think I enjoy being awoken every night by visions of you puking?” BUT the most important question is.. did you snoop while they were fornicating? -”I barely saw my silk slipper as it flew through the air [...] and slammed into his head”

-”For this week? I want you to learn how to read.” / “No, thank you” You fucking walnut. You just had a trial that almost killed you because you couldn’t read

Chapter 6

- “Forgive me for being excited about having company for once” I already love Mor. So bubbly. - “Everyone else says you are” / “ And what do you think?” YES. Exactly. He helped you so much when he could have left you to rot in that prison. Like c’mon, at least play this “game” intelligently. 

Chapter 7

- “But you’re the only one I trust” She’s gonna tell everything the moment she goes back. Because of Tamlin, big dick, love of my life,  High Lord yadda yadda -”You are no one’s subject” *claps and nods* -”[...] and I don’t believe for one damn minute that you’re remotely fine with being a pretty trophy for someone who sat on his ass for nearly fifty years, then sat on his ass while you were shredded apart--” That’s what I’m saying!!! Tamlin was sitting all the time like a silent monk and only during the last day tried to contact her,  and only for fucking. Not even saying I’m sorry, run away... something. I knew men like that, damn leeches. Rhys, you are too good. I loved so much how he plunged towards Amarantha in the first book, screaming and trying so desperately.  - “You’ll probably ignore it, anyway. Sweep it under the rug, like everything else” This is so good. Like I’m only at the beginning of the book and already am sad because it’ll be soon over. I love mature and self-analyzing characters.  -”You trashed the study” / “I trashed half the house” Oh, fuck off into the sunset already.  -”This feels an awful lot like an interrogation” Imma about to slap the spring out of him -”You don’t need to train. I can guard you from whatever comes our way”

Chapter 8

- “Do not interrupt me” I get it. You've got a role to play as a High Lord, but sometimes being merciful gets you farther in life. Such a lack of compassion. Sarah J. Maas is pushing extra hard on the dislike button. - “Because this is how things are done here, and when you hand that gluttonous faerie the money she needs, it makes me [...] look weak” BITCH, Feyre starved for 8 years! Of course, she’s gonna help? Like do you even know who is your fiancè? All I’m hearing is me, never us.  - “Did I ask for your opinion?” Did I ask for you to appear in these books? 

Chapter 9

- “It was worse than a crown, actually. [...] A traveling painting kit” I.AM.WHEEZING. Tamlin is one of those people that buys you milk knowing that you are intolerant and gonna shit your pants off. Gets also offended in the process. Tamlin is one of those people that asks you something and a couple of days later goes over the same questions, leaving you to wonder if talking to the walls is more beneficial. - “I cried out, instinct taking over as his power blasted through the room” Hold on. HOLD ON. Let me read this shit again. ... Bruh.

Chapter 10

- “I’ll try to be better. [...] Today - let’s forget, let’s just move past it. Please” Nah uh. I’m gonna write it all down. You hairy pimple.  - “It was never the time for this conversation or that conversation”  If you feel like you have to walk on the eggshells with your lover, the one you are supposed to live with until your days are over, it’s time to reevaluate life and run to the next available galaxy. - “I already have everything I want” Sheeeit. I’m impressed. Rhysand: *breathes*  Me: YES, BEST BREATHING EVER.

Chapter 11

- “But it had filled my time - given me quiet, a steadfast company with those characters, who did not exist and never would, but somehow made me feel less...alone” The bookblr community sends its regards. Girl, I still remember my first fictional boyfriend. Don’t worry, it’s okay.

- “Bastard. Arrogant, presuming bastard” I  really dislike this word used as an insult. Sarah J. Maas overuses it.  It’s not even a funny one. - “The next morning, Tamlin was waiting in the shade of the gnarled, mighty oak tree in the garden” UGH. Reminds me of someone I used to “date”, that didn’t really respect my wishes and often called only to tell me he was bored. Was I a clown to him? Maybe. I had some great tricks indeed. Though I feel like that the biggest one, the “ sim sala bim I’m gonna disappear”, never really took off with him. 

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