Need someone to slap me every time I get ridiculously emotional about a man
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Need someone to slap me every time I get ridiculously emotional about a man
The Times, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, June 20, 1897
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“That could be a good sign, right?” “Sure,” I said. It was a terrible sign.
Artificial Condition by Martha Wells
aliens in media always building some kinda Ring. why are they so desperate for hole
The hairdresser did a really bad job on my hair but I was too much of a coward to say anything
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God’s Year by Piotr Stachiewicz (Polish, 1858–1938)
My cats have this meow that means "please come with me to fix this" after which they'll lead me to the problem in question, usually a empty (or 'empty') food bowl or a closed door they want open. They look at the 'problem', they look back at me, clear message.
What fascinates me is how this illustrates what they percieve as being in the realm of my 'power.' I control the food, I control the door, sure, but my cats love to sit on the balcony in the sun, and it has happened plenty of times that on a rainy day they come get me, go to the balcony and show me... the rain. "Please fix this" they say. "Please get rid of the wet"
"Silly kitty," I say, "I can't control the rain." I then walk into the shower and turn on the rain.
ohhh fuck off. someone learned my summoning ritual again. ill be right back
why does it feel morally wrong to spend all day in bed or at home. like i do it often but the whole time im wracked with guilt. it's literally not hurting anybody
Why can't I think of jobs I would want to do. Who do I talk to about this shit??