Button up + vest + jeans is litteraly The Best Fucking Combo Ever.
Not only does it Max out your nonchalant stat but your hotness stat as well AT ONE

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Button up + vest + jeans is litteraly The Best Fucking Combo Ever.
Not only does it Max out your nonchalant stat but your hotness stat as well AT ONE
I think I’ve definitely crossed into the anger stage of whatever this is because I just want to hit somebody. Wherever he got the E. coli from. The clinic for not doing bloodwork that would’ve shown how serious the infection was. Myself for not just taking him to the hospital the first time.
I’m mad that my husband’s almost died twice in one month. That he hasn’t been home for three nights. That he might need outpatient treatment if his kidneys can’t fight this second infection off.
I’m mad and I want to hit something because there’s nothing I can do to help him except sit in the corner of his hospital room and crack jokes and try to be normal and pray that he doesn’t die.
I want a lawyer.
I want a monthlong vacation.
I want my husband to be ok.
we're getting there
sleep deprived tim??? no! sleeps everywhere tim??? yes!
been a few days my bad… how about a pre-run tease while i tame my floofy hair to forgive me? 😇😏
One of the painful things I have been surprised to find as I make my way in the world is that you know, it is all actually quite hierarchical, a lot of people talk as though it isn’t, or say they want it not to be, even as they live and cherish it, or else because they have another hierarchy in mind they wish to impose
I think when I was minding my own business for the first ~two thirds of my life up to this point I enjoyed a certain kind of blindness to it, that I would have ascribed to indifference, but which I have come to realize was ignorance. It is not something I think one can understand until being placed into a position in life in which you know there are people who think you are above them -- whether you personally feel it so -- and in which you know there are people who think you are beneath them. Or perhaps more accurately, not to know these people exist, but actually to know them, to encounter them, and so on, and for them to treat you accordingly.
Where you were born, where you live, where you went to school, your accent, your career, your income, your social circles, but also your circles’ circles, where your parents were born, where your parents lived, their schooling, their accents, their careers, there income, these all weigh on you and imprison you, and you perhaps only feel them when you push against them
I wonder, now, are the people at the top happy? Are the people at the bottom happy? Ought I have stayed ignorant? Could that have been done?
What does one do in times of great stress and despair? Make a new Skyrim oc of course