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one hour into the change on tumblr's reblog chains and I'm muting this reblog from 2022. seeing the occasional note in my notifications when someone reblogged this directly from me always brought me joy to see it was still circulating. now I'm getting absolutely spammed by notifications just because I dared to comment on a post 4 years ago, and the original poster isn't seeing any of that. do better, tumblr.
fuck migraines
I’m having such a bad pain day and sitting at this desk with this awful chair and awful lighting is just making everything so much worse. I just want to go home and take a nap but I can’t. I have to work. But it’s not like I can get anything done with the high pain levels and super brain fog?? Ugh I hate it here. And my garbage body. I’m just so over it
I looked up ‘Omegaverse stories’ in google and all that popped up were wattpad shit and a bunch of book with half naked muscled dudes in dark backgrounds and suggestive as fuck titles. What a world I live in where nobody wants to turn a kink into an actual universe and instead keeps it being kinky. Revolves around the kinks. Nothing but the kinks.
I want POLITICS dammit.
today my friends were like "you haven't seen stranger things??" (offended) but yk. i have better shows to finish first. and i also don't know if stranger things is worth it because yes im sure it's good but also meh. too much to commit to
10:45 pm on a wednesday while trying to do homework is a horrible time to get sad and nostalgic for friends who will never be like that again
i don't have like. a Thing. i like doing lots of things but there's not really a Thing that i know i like or that I Do.
like, one of my friends is a Music Person. that's a huge part of who they are. multiple of my friends are Artists. someone i'm kinda friends with is a Musical Theater Person. one of my friends Does Volleyball.
but like. i don't have A Thing. i have a couple things i do sometimes for fun but reading isn't something you can Do as a Thing. i crochet but that's not My Thing. i don't write music or songs (much as i'd love to be able to) i don't write stories really (much as i really want to) i don't Act or Play an Instrument as my Thing i enjoy drawing but i barely have any ocs i have hobbies but nothing that i feel like is My Thing.
i almost cried writing on my friend's senior poster closing night is gonna be rough isn't it i don't even want to think about graduation oh my god
i wrote stuff that's like. not as meaningful and whatever as i wanted to but also i couldn't think of better things to write without tearing up so i ended up with like "i'm going to miss you a lot next year. it's been so much fun being in shows with you and getting to be your friend. something something i'm going to bother you extra once you move :)" because i had to say something silly that also implies that we will stay in contact once they move away
i also fucking suck at being honest to my friends about how much i care about them bc i'm always afraid of being weird but i am going to make a card for once they graduate that says more things i think
