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hate it when hallmark movie is winter themed but not specifically christmas themed. scammed!
Ascension
i am systematically tearing myself down to foundation once every couple of years and then act surprised when it feels like hell. you’ve done it on purpose baby! cut cords, cut all of your hair, cut your budget, cut your losses… why the fuck would you expect it be ok? you’re not. you’re breaking yourself because it didn’t feel right, again. better luck next time i guess.
know that i am absolutely not well because i’ve spent the entire weekend cycling between watching first season of succession and jerma compilations, then progressing into reading mha (about four volumes in a day), then watching two and a half hallmark christmas movies back to back while working, and then i’ve also taken the first witcher book off my shelf for potential reread. zero time with my own thoughts please and i’m planning to keep it up until i don’t want to kms anymore.
I think all people, no matter the culture, time pierod, country ect had that one childhood food that just traumatised them. I, a polish person, would like to introduce you to Galareta, a meat/vegetable filled gelatine abomination from the depths of hell that I’m convinced was created by a psychopathic monster who only goal was to torture the slavic people.
Look, the basterds had the audacity to put a fucking piece of parsley or some shit on top as if to wrap this unholy demon spawn in a bow and pretend that this doesn’t look like dog food. Scratch that I’m not that much of monster, I’d never feed something like this to any living creature. As is the polish hadn’t suffered enough.
bitches dont know about my sült
it’s awful because it’s poverty food! historically across europe it was made from meat and vegetable scraps collected from masters’ tables by servants after big feasts, boiled in fatty broth and chilled outside until broth solidified into jelly. cold jelly preserved the dish for longer – important when you don’t know when your next meal is coming. apart from that, it was also made by hunters and travelers in the north because it’s easily portable and perfect to reheat into soup to keep yourself warm and healthy while traversing colder climates. looking at it, i think it’s a testament of perseverance and resourcefulness that our slavic ancestors have passed down to us.
having said that, you couldn’t pay me to eat holodets.
I hate thinking "okay let me show less love, let me not care so much" | hate that feeling. I should never have to feel that way. My purest form is caring hard and loving unconditionally
kim you’re such a bitch I want to kiss you
i feel like taking a decent daily walk would fix 90% of my problems at the least. too bad not being able to take a decent walk without 50/50 chance of descending into a panic attack is part of my problems..
i like to complain and pity myself a lot and in some respects it’s fair, in some respects i’ve fucked up life for myself. but then it’s december and i don’t have to wake up to an alarm. it’s been years since i had to wake up to an alarm and go somewhere, so many years in fact that i’ve almost forgotten the existential horror of getting up at 6am dark cold afraid no will to go on exhausted hopeless lifeless hating every day more than the last… nope, i get my 8 to 10 hours nightly and i move when i’m ready. i do shit i like and most importantly, don’t do shit i hate. yes there are trade offs. yes some of them are really bad. but they’re there for a reason.
had a double flat white earlier today (as opposed to my usual lungo with breakfast) and it was hell hell hell pure agony… yeah not having proper meals didn’t help, but i just don’t get to have anything these days. no alcohol no nicotine no prescription drugs no caffeine either everything makes me feel horribly like shit, i really have to rawdog this life huh? a variety of boiled grains and some apple juice are the few things that keep me sane and I HATE IT.
a collection of french songs spotify has inexplicably recommended over the years which have become like sisters to me 🖤
*looking at myself in the mirror* stop giving up. sasuke didnt give up. he went and looked for more problems bc he wasn't going to accept a false peace