i guess all i've ever wanted know.. was how it feels like when someone really wants you. i have no idea what it feels like to be wanted, to be desired. i don't know how people talk to you or treat you, if they go out of their way to do something for you. i wouldn't know, it has never happened. and i sit and wonder, can it even happen? some things never happen and that might be one of them. so i just watch as it happens to other people, wondering if i'll ever be one of them.
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I say I'm a werewolf -> they take it as a joke -> I say it more often because I realize they think I'm not serious -> they tell me it isn't funny anymore -> I explain that it's not supposed to be funny -> they call me crazy -> I realize they don't believe me so it doesn't matter if i say it anyway because its not like they'll do anything to me -> i make a reference to it once, like a week later -> they threaten to call the cops on me -> i dont know if they believe me now or think im endangering myself so i shut up
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I like, had a good day at work up until 15 minutes before close where my boss was an asshole and embarrassed me in front of a customer.
And honestly I've just been stewing on that since it happened. It's not healthy but bleh. It made me actually cry is what it did and while I know that he is 100% going to apologize to me tomorrow because he knows he fucked up it still sucks that it happened.
Anyway I'm going to go to bed now and hope the icky feelings leave me while I'm sleeping.
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i used to be a crew member on a ship. i still miss it. i met amazing people, had lots of fun, and felt a part of something important.
over the past year the ship sailed through a ton of rocky waters, with some vicious sea monsters popping up in the storm. and though i was scared, i knew we could make it through. i trusted my crew, and i trusted my captain.
throughout it all we left the monsters alone, the sharks and the giant squid, and focused on keeping the boat afloat, moving forward on our journey.
one crew member said how we needed to fight the monsters attacking us. he was worried we would be broken by them. the captain stood firm. and so the crew member took some weapons, and left the crew to fight on his own. the passengers watched in shock.
the captain was furious. the fight might anger the monsters more. the crew were all mixed on the idea of fighting the monsters, and tensions became as high as the waters were rocky. we still all tried to stick together.
arguments broke out. the captain has a temper, we know that, we’ve seen it. we understand what stress does to him, and we’ve all had a rocky year. we begged him to take a break from captaining.
instead, he completely disappeared. we searched the ship, all the nooks and crannies but could not find him anywhere. we were worried for his life.
the next day he was there again. we were so relieved he was ok. he said he wanted to be captain again. we thought it wasn’t a good idea. the stress of it was getting to him. he said he was fine now, that the first mate could help him command the boat and passengers and take over when he could not control himself. we still did not think it was a good idea. another crew member jumped ship in response.
nevertheless, i am a hopeful person when it comes to those i love. and so if i saw it, i said i would believe it. the captain, first mate, and another crew member had a meeting about how to fight the sea monsters, and how to address the first crew member leaving.
i listened outside the door. i did not hear everything, but i heard the captain scream, and refuse to listen to the first mate, and then the crew member stormed out. the first mate told them to come back. they said they could not, and jumped ship.
the captain couldn’t control himself, or listen to the first mate. that was clear. he still refused to recognize his own faults - his temper, his response to those who left, the private things he was told that he made public to the crew. i knew he could be better, and maybe return to captain or crew some day, but he definitely needed time away from the stress, perhaps to be just a passenger. and yet, he stayed captain.
i didn’t know what to do. i loved him. i loved all of them. my crew was my family. and yet the ship no longer felt safe. i wrote the captain a letter and jumped ship, into the cold waters. i bid the passengers farewell, but i did not tell them why.
soon after, two other crew members jumped ship. they told me how the letter had angered the captain in a way that made them realize they could not stay either.
there is one other crew member. she does not know what to do, but she stays, for the ship. i still talk to her. the first mate may be upset with the captain’s actions, but is still loyal to him, and so they are leading the ship. i no longer talk to the captain, though i miss him and still love him through all the heartbreak.
he pretends everything is fine now. he does not understand we left not because of the stress, but his reaction to it and refusal to step down. the passengers get to hear his side of the story.
and i do not viciously attack him; i do not want to become a giant sea monster. but i wish the passengers could see us, the ex-crew, all of us, here in our little boat. i wish they would question what happened, and if there is more than one side to the story he weaves.
i love the crew, and i love the passengers. i wish the cracks in our team could be repaired, but i know some never will. i still hold out small hope, that one day the captain will realize his wrongs, do the work to be better, and apologize to all he hurt. but i cannot sit around waiting for a day that may or may not come.
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So im not on tik tok but sometimes I watch youtube videos where people react to stupid tiktoks and there was this one where this woman was talking about her straight man friend picking her up from a lesbian bar and a lesbian going up to him all “this is a lesbian bar, LEAVE” etc okay this isn’t a post about the TikTok itself —
I could not pay attention to a goddamn thing she was saying in this “let me talk at you while i do my makeup” format. Goddamn do you understand how stupid you look? You are slathering paint on your face and brushing color on your eyebrows to look completely different. What is wrong with having a FACE?
I swear to god listen even the “No makeup” makeup thing is stupid. Just have a goddamn FACE.
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i wonder where i saw that thing that was like - when you struggle with your mental health, you can't even have a bad day or week in peace because you are immediately thinking is it getting bad again?? am i slipping into a depressive episode again??
idk whether it was a tumblr post or an article or a pastel insta infographic (even though the last one is highly unlikely)
but i found myself thinking about that today when i realized that while yes, maybe you can say that *gestures vaguely* those things have taken a toll on my mental health, - i realized that in am simply once again filled with
SO
MUCH
FUCKING
RAGE
that I don't know what to do with it anymore
it's not just depression and other "normal" stuff, rage and anger are the reason i have been having so many vivid dreams and nightmares and why i feel like shit at least half of the time
I know I should take peace in the things that are good, and I have been lucky to have plenty of those; I know that I could channel the rage and make it a driving force to do good
but i am also exhausted and i am not able to stop feeling like things in general are turning into shit in rapid speed at a massive scale and i know that desperation is not useful at all but desperation is ultimately what my rage always transforms to
i really wish to find a way to just put it aside and find solace in working for a better world, but i feel like it's getting harder and harder with every news article about palestine, with every public figure saying stupid shit like "public transport has bad reputation because it's so cheap so we should deifnitely raise the ticket prices", with every app update sneaking in a line about AI training, with Tumblr and Wordpress deciding to sell our creativity in the exact moment I set up a wordpress blog, with every job listing in which a billion crown company is both bragging about billion crowns sales and offering 27 000 CZK for a full-time position (which is about 22 300CZK after taxes which is about 900 EUR if I am counting correctly or 950 USD and also 27000 is the rent we three roommates pay for an apartment), and I wonder how and if i ever find a way out of this
the fact that one of our cats is sick and I'm taking him to the vet daily does not really help
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