My friend and i are about to do the craziest fake dating trope in history.
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My friend and i are about to do the craziest fake dating trope in history.
I thought that statements like "well at least we dont live in the US and have pretty good health insurance instead of worrying about ging bankrupt when we get sick" were an exlusively non-US american thing that we use to make ourselves feel netter about our still far from perfect healthcare system but today a friend of mine said that the biggest reasons he stayed in Germany were 1. the food, 2. bis wife and 3. that he will survive having Diabetes here with an affordable healthcare system instead of paying hundreds of dollars for medicine he needs to survive. So i suppose its not actually that far off.
Nobody:
My brain when I'm trying to sleep:
Instead of outing themself to the rest of the theatre, one of my friends/colleagues is letting me use their name and pronouns in presence of and conversations with the others to see who catches on, which is a slower but much more fun process than my 15 page powerpoint about gender identities and pronouns from back in the day.
She doesn't even know she is my reason to carry on
I an this close to crying and going home and smoking the fattest doink i ever rolled and cry some more and watch my comfort show and hate myself for not being productive and eat the entire contents of my freezer and hate myself more for fatphobic reasons
He's been confirmed dead for half a year. I shouldnt still be crying while playing Nobody Is A Lost Cause by The Taxpayers.
Havent even finished my education and already started getting bored if my job. I mean what? Haha. No i'm not dreamung of becoming a postthem on a bicycle delivering mail throughout the city i have grown to love. What?