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Cold Comfort: Monday, July 8, 2024 – Alyssa
Jonathan merely nods when he comes in, so apparently there’s no information to pass on before I’m off for the night. I gather my stuff and leave the desk, since he’s here to take over in case anyone needs anything. I don’t know how often during the night people want things, but he’ll be here from eight until about three, and then Lydia comes in and starts her work, and honestly I’m not sure how…
Cold Comfort: Monday, July 8, 2024 – Agatha
Dear Diary, Alyssa patched the call through to my cabin at 9:03 am. She wasn’t on the line or anything, but she’s at the desk, so I assume she’s the one who answered, and double-checked he used my Agatha name and the password. In this case, it’s a phrase. But the phone rang, and I snatched it up like a teenage girl in a 50s television show waiting for the cute senior to call. The first thing he…
explained to an 8 year old that once a fruit is ripe you only have so much time until it rots so you have to eat it soon and she said so i'll never be able to keep it perfect like this forever? no and there are about a million pieces of art for you unrelatedly
deriding things as performative is anti third space
im sitting on a patio at my favorite cafe rn and im hand stitching them hem of a dress im working on. and i can see why someone would say im being performative by working on something like this in a public space. but frankly theres no element of that. i just want to work somewhere that isnt my apartment. i want to be in public, i wanna chat with strangers, i wanna see the world. it’s nice to hang out somewhere that isnt my home!
what i mean is when you say people are being performative you discourage them from doing shit they love in public. and thats no way to foster the world we want to see.
fuckkkk my sacrificial lamb has started hanging out with the scapegoat
i eat a lot of bread because it’s soft and i deserve it. also i am gorgeous
[ID: A photo of a pigeon. It does, in fact, look gorgeous.]
Cold Comfort: Monday, July 8, 2024 – Henry
There were too many eyes on him. That was Henry’s professional assessment: there were too many eyes on him. It was Monday, so Truman was off again, and that really meant there should be fewer eyes, but it didn’t feel that way. He started with his usual coffee, and this morning nobody knocked. He figured he’d have to play Emily a bit, reel her back in, but it also probably wouldn’t take too long.…
Cold Comfort: Sunday, July 7, 2024 – Alyssa
June was boring. There were some needy residents who demanded help at every mealtime, but they were boring. My kingdom for a boring July. I’m even envious of Truman. He’s out on the water, because that’s his specialty, but only Edgar goes out on the boats, and he’s totally avoiding drama. He keeps to himself, sidesteps conversations, and aside from the birdsong discussion and when I make him a…
re-read the books of your childhood. there are fragments of your soul scattered through them.
Cold Comfort: Sunday, July 7, 2024 – Agatha
Dear Diary, Emily’s doubling down. Jane came to me late this morning, because apparently Emily came by pretty early, directly from Henry’s cabin, and she’d already been drinking. She’s decided to accuse Percy of murdering Mary and spreading her body parts in the woods, which is disturbing on many levels. Jane talked to Alyssa about Henry yesterday, and Emily talked to Henry (and then Jane)…
dealing with the worst case scenario
your condom breaks
you feel a lump on your breast
your friends are ignoring you
you’re stranded on an island
you got rejected by a crush
you get into a car accident
you got stung by a bee/wasp
you got fired from your job
you’re in an earthquake
your tattoo gets infected
your house is on fire
you’re lost in the woods
you get arrested abroad
you get robbed
your partner cheated on you
you’re on a ship that’s sinking
you fall into ice
you’re stuck in an elevator
you hit a deer with your car
you have food poisoning
your pet passed away
you fall off of a horse
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your house has a gas leak
I feel like this could be useful in my future
REBLOG THIS. I CANNOT STRESS HOW IMPORTANT THIS GUIDES ARE, BOOST THIS SHIT
If I don’t reblog this one of these things is definitely going to happen to me
Useful as fuck…
If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.
Oh hey! Haven’t seen this in forever! Didn’t reblog it when it came across me before, not gonna skip it this time, I need some good vibes.
Cold Comfort: Sunday, July 7, 2024 – Henry
He jumped at a knock on his door and automatically checked his watch, so it was good he hadn’t started pouring coffee into his mug. At least he didn’t have a mess to clean up. He put the unused mug and the full pot back in their spots, wiped his hands on his shirt, and went to answer. There wasn’t glass in the back door, but there was a peephole, and he leaned in to see how well it worked just in…
Cold Comfort: Saturday, July 6, 2024 – Alyssa
I put my book down when the door opens, because it’s not time for them to start arriving for dinner yet. Residents tend to be pretty quiet here—pretty self-sufficient, I guess—but, if someone stops in outside of mealtimes and doesn’t go straight to get a snack, then it usually means my so-called expertise is needed. It’s Jane, moving like a deer: looking around to see who else might be here,…
the thing about art is that sometimes you'll be moved to tears by stuff that is not very good
An example of why one should use the Oxford comma.
LOL. I think they tried to fix it.
Nice try. Still no.
