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Je fais semblant d’aller mieux… but I’m just quieter about the pain
Dis-moi tout ce qui t’a rendu monstrueux… and I will still find something holy in you.
Just absolutely frustrated
I cannot fathom how I am this upset over something seemingly so small, but… I hate when I get attitude regarding things a not in my control; Especially when it has been agreed upon prior - but now we wanna be mad.
I just want to vent that I’m feeling very much like I need an outlet and I’m becoming more and more pent up and growing to like it less and less.
I once received an offer to be a stay at home wife of 7 pomeranians….. I wonder wat my life would look like if I changed my mind from what I thought I wanted to what I want….
⭐️ The Bone Orchard did not work for me on any level. The sentences were awkward, the exposition was clunky (and given how much there was, it was remarkable how little sense I could make of the plot), the characters were flat. All in all felt like shoddy craftsmanship and a cynical cash grab aimed at people who liked Gideon. #bookstagram #bookreview #badbooks #dontreadthis https://www.instagram.com/p/CcyyA5XMMZ-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
⭐️ The Bone Orchard did not work for me on any level. The sentences were awkward, the exposition was clunky (and given how much there was, it was remarkable how little sense I could make of the plot), the characters were flat. All in all felt like shoddy craftsmanship and a cynical cash grab aimed at people who liked Gideon. #bookstagram #bookreview #badbooks #dontreadthis https://www.instagram.com/p/CcyyA5XMMZ-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Where am I?
Maybe I cant do what I thought.
See I thought everytime I died, I was just like, going back .. Hitting reset or whatever so i could try it again.
Thats what i thought but this is getting real head-fucky. Like shit isnt adding up anymore.
Things that apparently happened that i have no recollection of. Things that im sure as shit happened supposedly didnt and now im just making up wild stories or lying about someone WHEN I HAVE NO FUCKING REASON TO.
[Starting to ramble sorry]
Point being!
I dont think i can rewind time. I think every time im about to get impaled by an icicle or crushed by a car, blown up at a race, or killed in a car accident because my moms boyfriend holds the record for ammount of times anyone person has been responsible for my death (not suprised though he drives like a dick.)
Sometimes i feel like he knows too and is doing it on purpose to piss me off.
Regardless, everytime im about to meet my usually very painful end, I always have this moment where i go from: What the fuck happened to OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED to like what i can only describe as a blank screen. Idk really but ill come to about a minute and a half before whatever was gonna happened happened and ill just slide to the left, leave, correct a steeringwheel or whatever i have to do to not die this time.
Im not sure exactly when this started happening
It doesnt happen when i want it to.
I always seem to get time to really relish the pain before it resets.
(It takes a shit load of energy cuz i feel as mentally drained as i did trying to get through to an ex that just cuz they say they are a good person doesnt make it so.)
I still remember everytime like its still happening
AND THE FUCKING HOT AND COLD NOZZLES IN MY HOUSE ARE BACKWARDS ALL OF A FUCKING SUDDEN!!
Thats not the only difference but its the one that annoys me the most at the moment.
Dont even know why i bothered writing this out. Im just tired of people not understanding when i say my water is backwards this time around.
why am I always the afterthought