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TFW you have to move your fan to close the window because you can *smell* the noxious sent of the smoke wafting down from Canada. 😬

But, at least I was able to get outside for a while without dying. Testament to being stuck in a rural town - it's mind-boggling that people have still been running around during 400+ AQI with no kind of PPO.

What a weird time this is. Canada must be a literal hellscape right now.

#canada #we didn't start the fire #aqi

I need to figure it how to make new friends. Like ones I can actually go out and do things with. I genuinely have no idea how to make that happen at age 41...

I had an impromptu interview yesterday, and am going to get a new social security card on Tuesday, so those are good things, at least.

The rough days are the ones where I feel antsy and want to get out and go somewhere/do something, but not having an income translates into me only using gas to go places when absolutely necessary. I live in a small ass town, which isn't exactly walk-able.

So just kind of stuck here, not sure of what to do. Hence why I need to make friends. I don't currently really have people who want to spend time with me, so days like these feel stagnant.

#bored #lame #boring #unemployed #pathetic loser

pinktwingirl

If I see another smug-ass comment on my post about Taylor Swift’s wedding telling me to “take a deep breath and touch grass loser lololol” I will personally burn all of your ugly Swiftie merch to ashes istg

A. Everyone and their mother knows that telling someone to calm down does not actually make them calm down. It just makes them angrier because you’re not actually trying to help them work through their emotions; you’re just being condescending to them. It’s a lazy and insincere tactic to deflect from the conversation and paint yourself as inherently rational and the other person as irrational simply for the crime of getting emotional without actually having to address anything that is being said.

B. My and many other people’s anger at Taylor Swift for wasting public resources for her tacky-ass wedding that she could’ve had literally anywhere else in the world is 100% justified. The working class people of New York should absolutely be able to put their foot down and say, “no, you are not shutting down the busiest subway station in the city during one of the busiest times of the year for a private event. No, you are not having the Empire State Building lit up like a goddamn Christmas tree for you while thousands of New Yorkers are going without power during a heatwave (that you also helped contribute to with your ungodly amount of carbon emissions from your private jets). Fuck off and have your wedding somewhere else.” What you are literally saying by telling people to shut up and stop complaining about this is that actually, yes, we ARE nothing but slaves to billionaires and we SHOULD just sit back and accept being walked all over for their convenience. That Taylor and other billionaires can behave however they want, regardless of how selfish or immoral it is, and face no consequences or even the slightest bit of criticism for it. How are you any different from MAGA cultists at that point? You’re both worshipping insanely rich and powerful people who have known nothing but immense wealth and privilege their entire lives like deities who can do no wrong, and you love them so much that they could literally kill someone on camera with their bare hands and you’d still find a way to justify it. Also Taylor invited Steven J Demetriou, a literal contractor for an ICE concentration camp, to her wedding, so maybe remember that next time you want to keep being delusional and pretending that she’s not MAGA.

No, I will not shut up and I will not stop being angry about this. You should be embarrassed to NOT be angry. Taylor Swift can go to hell and if you still support her at this point, you can go to hell with her.

Celebrity stan culture is a fucking disease man

zot3-flopped

stephistopheles

As if I needed more reasons to dislike her.

#anti taylor swift #taylor swift private jet use #stop fucking flying everywhere bitch #fuck taylor swift #eat the rich

Another week without a job. I had the one conditional job offer that was/is contingent on whether my misdemeanors would exclude me from employment, but for some reason I need to provide them with a physical Social Security Card vs just my SSN, and despite repeated attempts, I cannot get the SSN system to allow me to complete the application.

So, I've just continued to apply for jobs. I've filled out at least 10 more applications in the last few days. I've submitted well over a hundred in the past 6 months with little to no movement. Having zero income is more stressful than I can possibly express. The only reason I am not still living in my van is because I met a landlord with several properties who is one of the most altruistic people I've ever met, and has been letting me stay in a unit that is allocated to be remodeled. I am very lucky to say that he is a close friend now, and without him, I'd be SOL.

I'm tired all of the time. The act of having to put myself out there on a daily basis and get rejected time and time and time again is extremely disheartening. The plight of living in a small town to be close to my daughter until I can fight for custody, which I just will not be in a place to do until I have an income. It's all tied together, and just none of it is moving.

I don't have many friends anymore. I don't have people I hang out with on a regular basis, or really ever. I have two people I talk to on a daily basis; my sister and my daughter. No one checks in on me, no one offers to visit, no one calls. It's overwhelmingly lonely.

It's a Saturday, the weather is beautiful, but my gas tank is on empty and my tire is flat, so it looks like another day rotting in the apartment. Which I am, again, very thankful for, but I'm nomadic by nature. I need to be to out experiencing new things and places, or I stagnate. My weight is out of control at this point, because I'm so freaking depressed that some days it's hard to move. Some days it's hard to breathe. Some days it's he's to just be awake.

Sorry for being a Debbie Downer, I just really need to get these things out of my brain. As ever, I'm always hoping that things are about to turn around for me... I just wish they would.

#depressing shit #unemployed #lonelythoughts

I'm just kind of reflecting on how difficult it can be at times to not let life crush you. Y'know?

Lost both of my parents well before 40. Each of my sisters lives in a different state. I've lost the majority of my RL friends in the process of divorcing my abusive ex-husband, and the horrible aftermath of that.

God, I wish it were easier to find community these days. So often I spend most of my time in my apartment, by myself, as I continue desperately applying for jobs. I don't have money to go places or do things, and I live an hour away from where I grew up to remain close to my daughter.

And it's hard not to get crushed. I'm trying really, really hard. I still do my best to make people smile or laugh when I do manage to have social interactions. I try to force myself to get out of the house at least once a day if for no other reason than to get fresh air. But, it's still hard when it's mostly just you.

Anyone who reads this, please just send me good vibes or something. I need a job like 6 months ago, and I have too much time alone to think.

#journal #venting

The older I get, the more aware I become that I really still don't know how to internet. 😂 There seem to be formats to the various online platforms that I'm just not privy to, nor do I care to be. Hence why I don't post here much, or why I'm not on Discord - I honestly just think the internet isn't my bag.

But, until I find a cult or commune to join, I'm going to try to start posting here more often, if as nothing more than a basic blog. I can't really claim I have anything of value to say, but I do have a lot I need to get out of my over-crowded brain.

This isn't the picture I wanted to post, but I can't figure out how to remove it, so... Yeah. Speaking of not knowing how to internet. 😂

#boring #blog

It's my birthday!

What I would like to manifest for myself : a place to live, a steady income, and to surround myself with people who don't carry judgement of people's circumstances without understanding that some things are simply outside of our realm of control.

Been a vagrant for going on 9 months now... It's worn me down a bit.

If anyone wants to support me where social services have failed in getting me out of my dire straits, my CashApp handle is $SassyVagrant .

If not, I just want to give the blanket statement that none of us really ever has a full grasp on what each other are going through; my circumstances are not unique, but the shortcomings in the proverbial "System" are an insipid quagmire of barriers and hurdles that so many under-resourced people are struggling daily to overcome, and often failing because of how demonized words like "homeless" and "unemployed" have become.

I've gone through entirely too much hell to allow anyone write me off as "lazy" because, in spite of my best efforts, I am still stuck in a less than ideal situation. It certainly is not for lack of trying, and no one(or really very few) people are unhoused and/or under-resourced because they choose to be. And yes, sometimes it happens as a result of less than stellar life choices.

However, whatever a person's circumstances may be, no one should be deprived of having their absolutely basic needs met. No one should be stuck for days, months, years, begging for help and given the runaround.

We are all still humans. Humans with stories, and lives, and hopes, and dreams. I was born at a disadvantage; I was born into a poor family. I went to schools in low-income districts. By default, I did not have access to the resources many do, and yet I can still recognize there are many who were born with even large disadvantages than I had... But, that is another subject entirely.

Not sure where I was going with this exactly... I haven't had my ADHD medications in quite some time(yet more hurdles and barriers). If anyone feels inclined to help me, feel free. If you don't, and have the means, help somebody. Anybody who needs it. But at the very least, be kind to people as much as life allows - we are all trudging through this bullshit climate that is currently our world together. Let's at least not make it harder on one another.

#vagrant #SassyVagrant #please help #eat the rich #send help

calugaritsa

i'm bored ... everyone who reblogs this gets a 5-card tarot reading sent to their askbox 🃏🔮

specific questions are welcome if you have them! add them in tags or wherever :3 otherwise it'll just be a general reading.

#tarot cards #tarot

Me at 10 : OMG I love the Phantom of the Opera!!!

Me at 40 : OMG I FUCKING love the Phantom of the Opera!!!

#phantom of the opera #please help #erik x christine

IS THIS REAL?!? I feel like it almost can't be - I audibly gasped when I saw Jeremy Stolle and Hugh Panaro.

There's no way this can be real... Right?!

https://deadline.com/2025/06/masquerade-cast-preview-dates-phantom-of-the-opera-1236444675/

#foole

Even with my current circumstances being what they are, it breaks my heart to see how many others are also struggling. From posts on my feed, shelters across local counties are still at capacity, even with the temperatures rising.

Clearly, the system is very fucking broken. Most rooms for rent cost more than an entire apartment would have not long ago. If you can't buy a house, you're looking at spending $600+ for a room, and at least $1100 for an actual apartment, most likely a studio.

This is absolutely insane. Things feel kind of hopeless right now. In addition to saving up what money I can from working less hours than I was given the impression I would be, I'm also forced to deal with my abuser on a regular basis who still seems to only view his child as something he owns and can do with as he pleases. I still have no solid idea of my next steps, and having to interact with him on any level completely drains my already low energy levels.

What is the state of our world when empathy and compassion seem to be so fundamentally lacking? I ask this not just in regards to my own life and experiences, but in what I'm seeing roll across my screen on here on a daily basis.

How is it that we live in a world where if you don't meet a set of arbitrary standards(i.e. socioeconomic background), you're deemed undeserving of having even your most basic needs met? How are those with comfortable or affluent lifestyles so willing to simply overlook those who are struggling? How can people be so callous when the gap between the "haves" and the "have nots" continues to grow into a chasm?

I have a feeling my depression isn't just a result of my own direct struggles... The energy of the collective is so very heavy right now. I have a feeling that many lightworkers, energy workers, healers, etc. are likely all taking a hit from it. I imagine I'm not alone in my struggles feeling insurmountable - it seems to be a theme that those of us who can feel the energies around us the way we do tend to have a lot more hurdles to clear than those who don't.

The irony of being made to raise the collective vibration while simultaneously just trying to continue living in spite of circumstances absolutely and relentlessly crushing you is not lost on me. And still, I ask - beg, really - for Spirit to guide me to where I need to go. I plead for some relief; to have the people I need to meet to move things forward in my life to be put in my path so I can do just that, and I feel abandoned in a way that I've never felt before. I still see synchronicities all the time - I still feel like Spirit is sending me signs to say "You're getting there, I'm with you," but yet I'm still stuck.

I imagine my vibration is quite low at this point, and I know that what you send out is what you receive back. Like attracts life. But how am I supposed to keep a high vibration when horrible things have been regularly happening to me for years now, and continue to happen? How am I meant to help anyone else when every step I take to help myself leads to something pushing me two steps backward? How am I meant to connect with others in any meaningful way when it seems like my entire life, I've been surrounded by people who think that I'm worthless?

This took a pretty sharp turn midway through... But when the words start to pour out I tend to just wait and see where they go. I have truly been through hell and back several times it seems, and Satan just keeps pulling me back under. (I mean this metaphorically of course, as I don't really believe in hell or it's affiliates, lol.)

I'm just exhausted, and I know so many others are, too. So many are carrying this burden, yet those who have the power to help choose not to. Matter of fact, our country elected one of the most callous and selfish individuals in the public eye to run the country. That not only speaks levels about where our society is currently stagnant, but where many of it's constituents stand.

Sigh. Yes, life is heavy tonight. I imagine it will be heavy again tomorrow, though part of me still hopes it won't be, or will at least be slightly less so. Either way, I won't be shocked if I don't get much sleep again tonight.

#eat the rich