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welcome to the shit show please enjoy your stay

[won-der-land89]

[bumble-bee-pd]

my favorite part of bpd is the feelings of chronic emptiness and boredom but also being unable to maintain a hobby lol

[fuck-customers]

My coworker knows 5 languages and i know 2 forms of sign language. We're usually pretty close so other employees can call us if they need to. Had a woman come in, slam her purse on our reception desk and demand to speak with both of us. Turns out she was here yesterday, heard my coworker speak 3 different languages and saw me signing a few times, then just ASSUMED we were spies from another country. She threatened to contact the president and screamed at us until police were called

[alwaysbewoke]

UNMUTE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!

[awwww-cute]

[heterophobicdaniel]

sometimes gay bitches just say shit like “i will find you in any world” and “you’re next to me in my life” and “you are so unique and amazing that no art could ever capture your essence” and “i don’t feel homesick” “that’s because you’re hanging out with me” and “i want to be there so you don’t have to be brave” and “you > everyone in the universe” and “the light and warmth you bring to our lives is as everlasting as the sun” and “he smells like warm” and “what would happen if we went further apart [than a few feet]?” “i think the universe would rip in half” and “i wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone” and “you’re my plinth of life” and  “it is nice to be able to live life with nothing in mind except falling in love.” and “despite everything that’s gone horribly, horribly wrong, I wouldn’t change it for the world because I’m here with you.” and “it hurts me to be near you, emotionally and physically. you are beautiful and grumpy and beautiful when you are grumpy.” and “we are real best friends, companions through life, like, actual soulmates.”

[bpdlatte]

Me: I should really start waiting for other people to text first! I don't want to seem too clingy

Me: *waits for people to text me first*

Me: *waiting*

Me: *waiting*

Me: oh

[saedii]

You’re the only one I notice

[liz-cat-meow-deactivated2020011]

[zdf-deactivated20251121]

me at 4 in the morning

[oddbpd]

me, at any given moment: i literally hate everyone ive ever met. every single person on this miserable little rock hurtling through space is the worst kind of person imaginable.

me, also at any given moment: people are the greatest!! they look out for each other, socialize together, and share common interests and work for the betterment of everyone!

[askinnyblackman]

[luckable]

i could get lost in your eyes

[wooappl6international]

[baby-suggestions]

you make me wanna stay up late just to talk to you

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

love you

miss you

hope you text me soon

[bloodytales]

Teach boys about periods

My mother also talked about periods to my brothers.

When I first got mine I had terrible cramps. Crippling cramps. I once was camping with my family and a few of my big brother’s friends when my period came. My cramps were so bad that my mom gave me a full pain killer ( I was 13 and before that she only gave me pills cut in half).

I literally laid down on my parents’ air mattress and cried in pain for an hour before the pill kicked in.

My brothers friend came in to the big tent and I was just curled up and sobbing. Now, I was quite the tomboy and was known to rough house with my brothers and their friends and made sure I wasnt seen as just “a little girl.” So my brother’s friend was confused to see me openly weeping in the fetal position (seriously, these were the worst cramps I have had in my life. My vision went white). He asked what was wrong with me.

My big brother stood up immediately and suggested a nice long hike. During this hike I am sure he had a pretty awkward conversation with his friend explaining menstrual cramps, because when they got back the pain pill had (mostly) kicked in and I was sitting up at a table when my brother’s friend sheepishly asked me if I was feeling better. I said I was better, and he said good.

When we made s'mores that night my brother and his friend kept me well supplied with chocolate.

Making sure sons know as much about periods and menstruation as daughters makes them better brothers, better sons better fathers, and better men. A man that understands a period will not lightly accuse a woman of “being on her period” if the woman is in an argument.

Raise better sons Teach them about normal bodily functions.

[virtuous-thing]

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