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Ok so a guy who bullied me in school just tried to match with me on a dating app. Is this prick for real? I took great satisfaction in swiping left. 💁♀️😷🙅♀️
Story: Mentions a place to which I have a personal connection. Me: "GET YOUR FILTHY MITTS OFF THAT. IT IS NOT YOURS."
I went back to my hometown to visit my family for a few days. Most of the PokeStops near us are churches. Two of them are churches with which I have PARTICULARLY unpleasant childhood associations. One, a Presbyterian church where a friend tried to convert me, somehow has 3 Pokestops on its property. The other, which happens to be the gym nearest me, is the Lutheran church that’s always putting up vehement anti-abortion lawn displays.
Well.
I think I know what I must do.
I must pour all my Poke-resources into an Arbok named RoeVWade4Ever and go take down that gym in my Lucifer Died For Our Sins shirt.
Satan, I choose you!
I was 100% prepared to brave the rudimentary public trans system of central California to get over to the nearest town with a comic store (4 hours over two buses) for the new WicDiv. Fortunately, my dad, a comics fan and HERO, agreed to drive me and make a day out of it (in addition to placing an order with the comic store so I could get the variant cover).
Honestly if you ever catch me at the super market you will probably see me in a big ass hoodie some sweats and a hat cause I most likely just rolled out of bed to grab something for my moms. Like I literally do not give a fuck, wal mart and the super market I could care less. I go bra less for that shit. Half you fuckers seen me change in the locker room so get the fawwwwwk outta here.
I’m going to my hometown for a month, which is great for seeing my family and reconnecting with Mexican cooking...but the hitch is that my hometown is several towns over (40 miles) from the nearest comic book retailer. I’m going to have to go through decidedly more effort than usual to get the next WicDiv. I’ve only used the abysmal public transportation system in the area a couple times, but it is technically possible to get over to the town with a comic book store on my own (my parents both work, so even if I could drive I wouldn’t have access to a car during the week), it might just take 4 or 5 hours and a lot of walking between stops. I’ll fucking do it though.
When California transplants be like "Yeah, nobody in Portland has given us a hard time about being from California at all!" THAT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE TALKING TO OTHER CALIFORNIANS.
I hate coming back to this town because I have way too many dreams involving exes and other people I want to leave solidly in my past