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[darkroommusings]

[darkroommusings]

Hear me out:

A Bird Soap Opera.

i'll get the ball rolling:

Matron of the most powerful family in the forest is a Great Blue Heron. She mostly ignores the plight of her feathered fellows, but will occasionally add her opinion by stabbing her foes in the neck with her spear-face.

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Fuck you and your 1star review in which you conviently twist and shred the truth to fit your fantasy where everything is anyone else's fault.

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If you didn't want me to sweep today, you should have done the goddamn floors yesterday. Passive aggressive "I was going to do that tonight!" At me while sweeping, stfu asshole!! I mopped up ONE puddle of urine, and the mop bucket had to be changed!! Why, cause the floors are fucking filthy!!

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water off a duck's back... why does it sometimes feel like molasses?

why do the negatives seem so much sharper than the positives? they're so much louder.

it's an uncommon name, i'm not offended when it's misspelled or mispronounced.

but she's my Aunt... even if it's just a typo, it makes my brain scream "see!! told ya! so inconsequential, even your family doesn't notice"

why can't i just laugh it off? or make a joke in the thread about knowing me for over 4 decades?

why does my brain latch onto that ONE fucking thing and drag me down? make me quieter. fuck you brain.

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I'm usually anthropomorphizing the fuck outta the animals I watch. Today, watching a recently neutered choc lab, all I can think is that we are just *slightly* more evolved than them.

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Apparently screaming FUCK repeatedly and crying for 40 mins was what my back needed.

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The rambling chatter of a traumatized neuro divergent brain that rarely shuts the fuck up and makes its meatsuit want to cry kick and scream on a daily basis. I will let the chatter flow here. I will not edit it. I will hope those who know me never find me here. Because that's when the fear kicks in. Fear of judgment. Fear of rejection. And I freeze. And smile. And calm everyone but myself. And lie to myself that everything's fine. Here the cracks will show.