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If you’re reading this (and my anxiety tells me that since you haven’t tried to talk to me lately, you probably are),

I hope you regret every time you told me how worthless I was.

I hope right around this time of year, your stomach has the same pit in it that I had that summer things blew up.

We lived in an apartment I was supposed to share with my best friend. This was supposed to be a summer of drinks on patios and late night adventures.

Instead I lost my best friend, worked 50 hours a week waitressing to keep your habits going, and started drinking in a way I can never fully shake the guilt of.

That summer, for the last time, you pinned me down and stared at me with pitch black eyes. Do you even remember how you felt in that moment?

I will NEVER lock myself in a bathroom and pray to God to save me again.

I am SO much better without you. I have a life that has a future.

A future with a man that loves me.

A future with friends.

A future where I don’t feel lost.

I really hope you somehow find out how happy I am despite you, and I hope it is enough to keep you away from me for the rest of your life.

louisandthedagger

abso-fucking-carrie-lutely-deac

dyke2watchout4-deactivated20260

the word “folx” is the most impotently performative thing ever

dirtyallodyke

I never know what they’re trying to achieve with that, like? “folks” is already gender-neutral?????

If you’re reading this

And God knows you’ve probably figured out how...

I am happy.

I am content.

I am safe.

I am healthy (or at least, as healthy as I can be right now).

I am loved by a great man who has never laid a hand on me.

Every time you fade to a near invisible memory, and I ALMOST forget where your fingers fell when they bruised my neck for the last time, I swear to God you can sense it.

And you try to come back.

You “reach out” to old friends who want nothing to do with an abuser.

You start spending more time close to where you last knew I was living (I’m not there anymore by the way).

But even if you walked up to me on the street tomorrow, I want you to know.

I am not the person you think you’ll find.

I am so much better than that person.

And you had NOTHING to do with her.

I become her in spite of you.

You... you’re powerless here.

So go home. Wherever that is for you now.

Someone I care about deeply speak super negatively about a mental health condition in front of me, not realizing I live with that condition. It fucking sucked.

Please, please, don’t generalize all people with mental health disorders.

uncle-dre2-deactivated20210813

strictlyquadrilateral

earlier today i was nonverbal for a bit but no one was around except the cats, so i signed at molly that she’s a good cat and she. immediately started purring. this cat knows too much. i live in fear that someday s

fabulousairpirate

the cat killed op

strictlyquadrilateral

#false she merely sat down on the keyboard and hit the post button prematurely

wellillbedamned

I’m phobic

wellillbedamned

Just scared

iridessence

Hello, world! I’m fat. I look good. That’s all, thank you.

iridessence

Greetings, friends. If you are fat, you also look good. Okay, good bye.

iridessence

Thin people, you are welcome to reblog this to let your fat friends know they are phenomenal

horrorgay

College Professor who knows their stuff and is well versed and up to date on their material: Hello today we’ll be talking abo-

White Guy who sits at the front of the class, and talks either at the speed of sound or the speed of a snail: ACTUALLY, ACCORDING TO THE ENCYCLOPEDIA OF- [derails the lecture by 20 minutes because hes an Intellectual]

horrorgay

A sequel

illbebackladies-deactivated2020

Holy hot damn shit

#wifegoals

So I Have a Tiny Chicken

Keep in mind, it’s not a batam chicken, it has some birth defect that makes it smaller than an average small chicken, we think. I don’t know. We didn’t expect this.

This is Cicero.

We thought Cicero was a rooster, mostly from fear of him being a hen and trying to lay an egg, only to end up egg bound.

Well, today we learned that Cicero the Rooster is actually Cicero the Hen.

AND LOOK

AT WHAT

SHE LAID

A TINY EGG.

I’VE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE IT.

IF WE HATCH IT WOULD A TINIER CHICKEN BE HATCHED??

WILL IT CONTINUE UNTIL WE HAVE THE SMALLEST CHICKEN IN THE WORLD??

WHY DID MY SISTER NAME THE CHICKEN AFTER HER MATH TEACHER??

WHAT IS GOING ON???????

sirasanders

THIS NEEDS MORE NOTES IM LAUGHINGWJSJKD

The devil WILL work hard to keep your relationship from thriving. Work harder.

He will be a demanding boss asking y’all to do overtime every time you already had plans together for that day off. Keep your day off.

He will be nagging fears that insist on being handled through aggressive confrontation. Take a deep breath and talk it out.

He will be exhaustion weighing your eyes down for the fifth night in a row when you’ve been craving intimacy. Roll back over and at least kiss goodnight.

He will be dwindling finances that cause date night to be impossible. Pop some popcorn, curl up in bed, and watch a good movie at home.

The devil can’t win if you don’t let him.