It was 75 yesterday. WHY THE FUCK IS IT 25!?!? I WAS WEARING SHORTS NOW I HAVE TO WEAR 8 LAYERS OF CLOTHES!!!
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It was 75 yesterday. WHY THE FUCK IS IT 25!?!? I WAS WEARING SHORTS NOW I HAVE TO WEAR 8 LAYERS OF CLOTHES!!!
Lesson learned: If a friend needs a break for themselves and then they turn around and basically say that they were taking a break from you. All because you zoned out on a call. A call that they started. A call that went from “haha funny gay men” to trauma dumping. Didn’t tell you that they were taking a break til four days later of silence. Lied to your face that they weren’t mad. Got even more mad at you for checking in every 3-4 days to make sure they were okay.
Leave them with an “I’m sorry I did all that” and a big fuck you by blocking them. I will not be treated like shit and only used for your convenience anymore buddy. If I’m such a bad person let me remove myself since you’re too much of a pussy to do it yourself.
The funny thing is I hope they get better. I know that under different circumstances that they would still be my friend. I only wished that the circumstances would’ve came sooner.
I’m actually having a stroke re-writing a fic💀 WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT-
Me reading my fics that should’ve been done by now:
Man I leave for a few and come back just for the tags to be fucked up. Why are the male reader tags filled with gn or fem reader stuff? It’s getting me motivated to start writing again.
Every time I think I’m getting better I get worse 😀
For context I’m really fucking sick and I tested positive for Lyme disease. My life has been misery ever since. It sucks even more ass because I think it’s been fucking with my cognitive abilities. I have to put 10x more effort into normal things. I’m struggling to write this post rn and words I know how to spell I’ve been misspelling. I’ve been able to hold stuff down recently until today. It doesn’t help that I am losing weight at a fast pace due to this.
Tldr: I’m sick, mad, and can’t spell fucking pace. I tried to spell it “pase, passe,” i guess i forgot the letter ‘c’ exists.