#kath chatter

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just watched gdt’s “frankenstein” and… boy oh boy do I have thoughts about it

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coming out of my cage to say there’s something sexual about a beautifully tailored men’s suit. if you get it, you get it. if you don’t, i will not be elaborating

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crying because my life is falling apart faster than i can fix it and things are kind of terrible right now but im also applying for a dream job at a dream location and crying about it because i'm really not qualified but motherfucker i want it so fucking bad. there are other open positions that i would prefer but i am legitimately not qualified and do not have the certifications/licensures or experience to even try. but this job is closer to my skills and experience and i would be so fucking grateful. the past year has been filled with intense highs and some of the lowest lows and i just really am screaming and begging and crying and praying that something works out this time like maybe this time is the one and if it's not i don't know what the fuck else to do

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give me your dirty shoes at the edge of my bed and play me your favorite songs and maybe let me look at you a little too long. give me a delirious 3am conversation where we’re saying everything and nothing all at once. say my name softly and say it over and over and over and over again. let me fiddle with the loose threads on your clothes. sit next to me and lean your weight into me when someone says something funny. i am begging you to give me the barest, most base level of acknowledgement and affection. give me something. give me anything and i swear i will take it and keep it in my heart forever

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man look things can always be worse and I know this but I am TIRED I am BROKE I am JOBLESS but I get to handle KITTENS to fill the time in my DAY but everything SUCKS and my car repair is one thousand DOLLARS my life is in SHAMBLES I am DIRECTIONLESS and once again I do not have a JOB and I’m SORRY but I have not been TOUCHED or had SEX in 292 DAYS and I’m fucking FEELING IT

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probably needed a heart-achingly tight hug, a soft and kind intimate touch, a reassuring squeeze on my hand, someone’s gentle fingers running through my hair, a cold room with a warm blanket, a thunderstorm to lull me to sleep….

instead I made my 13th spreadsheet in the last 2.5 weeks

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cleaning up cat vomit to “mambo no.5” at 1am really makes a girl wonder what happened in life to get to this moment y’know

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update: yearning again