Hi, folks.
Um. I'm Archie Taylor. I like hunting and reading novels. My little brother was talking about this place, so I figured I'd check it out to make sure nothing suspicious was going on. Wouldn't want that to happen.

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@archiesamueltaylor
Hi, folks.
Um. I'm Archie Taylor. I like hunting and reading novels. My little brother was talking about this place, so I figured I'd check it out to make sure nothing suspicious was going on. Wouldn't want that to happen.
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Oh. Sorry, Archie.
Ozzie, do not let him talk to you like that. It is okay for you to be upset.
Real men don't get upset.
I do not agree with that. I get upset all the time. But I am not a man yet, so I don’t really know.
Oh please, he was supposed to be a man the day he learned to pick up at rifle: 8 years old. How old is he now? 16? He should be smarter.
EIGHT YEARS OLD IS A CHILD. I AM OLDER THAN HE IS. I CRY EVERY DAY. DO NOT TALK TO HIM AGAIN.
How dare you! That's my baby brother!
YOU TREAT HIM HORRIBLY. HE TOLD YOU HOW HE FELT AND YOU WERE MEAN TO HIM FOR IT. AGAIN I WILL SAY THAT YOU DO NOT DESERVE HIM!!!
I TREAT HIM FINE! YOU WANT TO SEE HORRIBLE? ASK HIM ABOUT FATHER. ABOUT MOTHER. SEE WHAT HE SAYS THEN.
JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE WORSE TO HIM THAN YOU ARE IT DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE GOOD TO HIM. I HATE YOU. HAVE YOU EVER DONE ANYTHING REALLY SELFLESS FOR HIM??? NO!!! BECAUSE YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF HIS KINDNESS!!!!!
I GAVE HIM MY GUN WHEN HE SIGNED UP FOR WAR! HE HAS ALL MY OLD SHOES AND SUPPLIES! I WAS THE ONE WHO BOUGHT HIM AN APPLE WHEN HE SHOT HIS FIRST DEER! HOW DARE YOU ASSUME ANYTHING ABOUT ME!
YOU GIVING HIM THINGS DOES NOT MAKE UP FOR THE HORRIBLE THINGS YOU SAY TO HIM. I WILL NOT ARGUE ON THIS POST ANY LONGER BECAUSE I DO NOT THINK OZZIE WANTS TO SEE IT. BUT I AM TELLING YOU THAT EVERYTHING YOU SAY MAKES ME MORE SURE THAT YOU DO NOT CARE ABOUT HIM.
Why would Ozzie not like it if I'm so terrible to him all the time.
You should be deeply ashamed of yourself. I don't know what is wrong with you and the rest of your family, or how such a generous, kind person like Ozzie ended up there. You say that you care about him, but you dismiss his struggles and are downright rude. I will not stand by and watch as you bully him. Clean up your behavior or you will cop a mouse.
Whatever. You'll get to know him soon to see he's overly dramatic.
I am going to kill you.
Ozzie won't let you. Sorry, bud.
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Oh. Sorry, Archie.
Ozzie, do not let him talk to you like that. It is okay for you to be upset.
Real men don't get upset.
I do not agree with that. I get upset all the time. But I am not a man yet, so I don’t really know.
Oh please, he was supposed to be a man the day he learned to pick up at rifle: 8 years old. How old is he now? 16? He should be smarter.
EIGHT YEARS OLD IS A CHILD. I AM OLDER THAN HE IS. I CRY EVERY DAY. DO NOT TALK TO HIM AGAIN.
How dare you! That's my baby brother!
YOU TREAT HIM HORRIBLY. HE TOLD YOU HOW HE FELT AND YOU WERE MEAN TO HIM FOR IT. AGAIN I WILL SAY THAT YOU DO NOT DESERVE HIM!!!
I TREAT HIM FINE! YOU WANT TO SEE HORRIBLE? ASK HIM ABOUT FATHER. ABOUT MOTHER. SEE WHAT HE SAYS THEN.
JUST BECAUSE THEY ARE WORSE TO HIM THAN YOU ARE IT DOES NOT MEAN YOU ARE GOOD TO HIM. I HATE YOU. HAVE YOU EVER DONE ANYTHING REALLY SELFLESS FOR HIM??? NO!!! BECAUSE YOU TAKE ADVANTAGE OF HIS KINDNESS!!!!!
I GAVE HIM MY GUN WHEN HE SIGNED UP FOR WAR! HE HAS ALL MY OLD SHOES AND SUPPLIES! I WAS THE ONE WHO BOUGHT HIM AN APPLE WHEN HE SHOT HIS FIRST DEER! HOW DARE YOU ASSUME ANYTHING ABOUT ME!
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Oh. Sorry, Archie.
Ozzie, do not let him talk to you like that. It is okay for you to be upset.
Real men don't get upset.
I do not agree with that. I get upset all the time. But I am not a man yet, so I don’t really know.
Oh please, he was supposed to be a man the day he learned to pick up at rifle: 8 years old. How old is he now? 16? He should be smarter.
EIGHT YEARS OLD IS A CHILD. I AM OLDER THAN HE IS. I CRY EVERY DAY. DO NOT TALK TO HIM AGAIN.
How dare you! That's my baby brother!
YOU TREAT HIM HORRIBLY. HE TOLD YOU HOW HE FELT AND YOU WERE MEAN TO HIM FOR IT. AGAIN I WILL SAY THAT YOU DO NOT DESERVE HIM!!!
I TREAT HIM FINE! YOU WANT TO SEE HORRIBLE? ASK HIM ABOUT FATHER. ABOUT MOTHER. SEE WHAT HE SAYS THEN.
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Oh. Sorry, Archie.
Ozzie, do not let him talk to you like that. It is okay for you to be upset.
Real men don't get upset.
I do not agree with that. I get upset all the time. But I am not a man yet, so I don’t really know.
Oh please, he was supposed to be a man the day he learned to pick up at rifle: 8 years old. How old is he now? 16? He should be smarter.
EIGHT YEARS OLD IS A CHILD. I AM OLDER THAN HE IS. I CRY EVERY DAY. DO NOT TALK TO HIM AGAIN.
How dare you! That's my baby brother!
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Do not say things like that.
He's being dramatic, though. We aren't doing that badly, we have him to help bring in the deer and rabbits. And 60% is an overstatement surely.... he can't be doing that much work alone...
He is telling the truth. He is very trustworthy and good at hunting too. He sleeps on the floor. You do not deserve him.
We all sleep on the floor. He isn't special.
He is!! He is kind and thoughtful and you are awful. He offered me his bed immediately when I was nice to him. He is so cool. He is the nicest person I have ever met.
He is the nicest person every, but that doesn't make him right all the time.
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Oh. Sorry, Archie.
Ozzie, do not let him talk to you like that. It is okay for you to be upset.
Real men don't get upset.
I do not agree with that. I get upset all the time. But I am not a man yet, so I don’t really know.
Oh please, he was supposed to be a man the day he learned to pick up at rifle: 8 years old. How old is he now? 16? He should be smarter.
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Do not say things like that.
He's being dramatic, though. We aren't doing that badly, we have him to help bring in the deer and rabbits. And 60% is an overstatement surely.... he can't be doing that much work alone...
He is telling the truth. He is very trustworthy and good at hunting too. He sleeps on the floor. You do not deserve him.
We all sleep on the floor. He isn't special.
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
You know that you, sir, are a part of the problem? How could you let your brother be treated like this, and then when he pours his heart out, dismiss him so cruelly? You do not deserve his help, nor his company. But you have it, and here you are, bubbling around. Shame on you.
But. But no. He can't be- That doesn't make sense! Ozzie's immature and makes stupid mistakes! He wondered off one time and got his foot stuck under a tree root for 3 hours before realizing he could just take his boot off to escape! There's no way-
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.
Do not say things like that.
He's being dramatic, though. We aren't doing that badly, we have him to help bring in the deer and rabbits. And 60% is an overstatement surely.... he can't be doing that much work alone...
Does anyone see me? Like, Me. See me for me. My family sees Oswald, but I don't think they see Ozzie and I don't know how to fix that. It feels like no matter how much I put myself out there or put on dramatics, they still just look through me. I'm Ozzie! I like hunting and fishing and I'm really good a climbing trees! The best, if I had anything to say about it.
Mother asks me to hunt and dad expects me to hunt for money and food, and I do hunt for those reasons! But they treat me more like a money machine than a boy who enjoys the sport and genuinely wants to support his family. It makes me feel sad and ignored.
Not Dick though! He saw me as Ozzie right off the bat! He's actually impressed my my skills, and he even says good night to me before I go to bed every night! Isn't that cool!!! He looks me in the eye instead of the bridge of my nose. I like it, I think. Attention is nice.
But that doesn't fix my blood family. I go through so much effort for them, day and night, hour by hour, minute to minute, maybe even second to second if I'm daring enough to say it, slaving over hunting and selling, and sleeping on the floor so my sisters can have the bed, and being extra careful with the clothes I get so they don't have to stress over buying more. I hunt 60% of the venison they sell, I clean all the guns, I eat less so we can make more money, I do what they say when they say it, I make stupid jokes so they won't be upset that we didn't get to eat that day, I give my candles to my brothers so they can study at night and maybe get a more substantial job one day. What do I get from it?
A pat on the shoulder and half a second of a glace.
Is that really what I deserve?
After all this?
Everything?
No! I don't think so! I deserve more than a shrug or a dismissal. Dick taught me that.
...
But how do I get more if they ignore me so much all the time?
...
Wow. This... Sorry people of "tumblr"! I got a little carried away there for a second! Won't happen again! I need to go do something immature, I think Archie's adultness is getting to my head. Not that I'm not grown up! I'm very grown up! I just... I'm Ozzie.
Sorry. Bye.
Whatever, Ozzie. You always make such an uproar.