a living mannequin that found a porcelain doll

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a living mannequin that found a porcelain doll
grief is weird
frankly I don't see the problem with selling food that turns you into a demon girl at the festival. they look cute and their expressions when your stall mysteriously vanishes are awesome. this is what horns day was originally about, tricking humans using cursed items with permanent consequences.
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when i was a kid there was a big spider that lived in our kitchen. we called it a wolf spider bc we had some in the cellar, but probably it was a giant european house spider. also my mom worked for the county newspaper, where she wrote a featured front-page column every sunday. more on that later. i named the spider something very silly, a completely made up word (can't say the name bc it could doxx me) and one winter morning our furnace was broken and the Furnace Guy came to fix it. me and my siblings were sat in the kitchen eating breakfast before school when he walked in the door (we used the kitchen door as our main entrance instead of the actual front door) and while he was talking to my mom, our spider skittered out from under a counter. he went "WOAH THAT'S HUGE!" and as we all yelled "NO" in an instant but what felt like slow motion, he killed our spider with one stomp.
i immediately began wailing and my siblings were themselves in uproar. the guy was mortified. i guess if you crawl around in cellar furnaces for a living, stomping spiders might become deeply instinctual to you. but i think he might have began to second-guess himself after that.
already he was deeply apologetic. you could tell he felt really bad for what he'd done and that perhaps he was reconsidering his stomp-stance on spiders. so to this day i become almost hysterical with laughter when i imagine what he must have felt picking up the newspaper from his front steps that next weekend, the special, full-color sunday issue with all the extra content, to see the front-page, left-hand column, a Eulogy to our spider.
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Dome door burrow belonging to a trapdoor spider.
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hello 👋 i am the worlds smallest bug 🐛 and ☝️ i too would like to “fag it up” if i may
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you have got to accept that sometimes, people won't want help. they won't want coping skills, they won't wanna be safe, they won't wanna talk about it, they won't wanna be healthier. they might not even know they have a health issue. you can't control that. you can't control where others are at. and i know it's hard when it's someone you really care about, but the best way to care about them in these cases is to just be there in the ways they want you to be. hang out with them. make them laugh. sit in silence with them. distract them. learn about the issues they're facing. be their safe person. be the light in their life in any way you can, because sometimes, that's all people really need or want.
you can't force people to get better, and you can't coerce someone into it either. you have to accept people's decisions, even if they're unhealthy ones. respect people's autonomy, and support them how they want you to. that's all you can do.