everything has me so stressed out for being so useless to it all. it’s as if someone else’s fingers are pulling out my mind like goop.

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everything has me so stressed out for being so useless to it all. it’s as if someone else’s fingers are pulling out my mind like goop.
emotional manipulation is so weaponized in liberal/leftists politics. it’s such a backwards approach. throwing out hyperboles and hypotheticals. neglecting strategic campaigning and purposeful community outreach to keyboard smash “KYS” over made-up scenarios.
leftism has become such a joke in the digital age. it’s all virture signaling, fear mongering, and patting oneself on the back for doing nothing.
god, I miss everyone
I lose all my aura to stupid fucking typos
so pissed because my sister was t-boned by a grown woman who ran a stop sign. this woman admitted to running the stop sign because she thought she had enough time to cut off my sister.
I feel like I’m rightfully upset, yet my older sister and dad are infantilizing this grown adult by saying, “She was just a girl in college. They’re called accidents for reason. We all had them. She was really nice afterwards.”
no. literally don’t give a shit how nice she was after she sent my sister to the ER. nice people stop at the fucking stop sign. nice people prioritize the safety of others over their own impatience and selfishness.
that grown woman made a choice to put someone, my sister, in danger. fuck her.
me being upset isn’t irrational.
the sweet pea seeds I accidentally sowed 1/2 inch too deep sprouted anyway and I’m so fucking excited !!!!!!
no pressure to her or anything but phoebe bridgers releasing a new album would be so fucking cool
I had a customer yell at me and call me a weirdo and freak (wild insult) because I told them that we can’t do refunds for other locations.
he wasn’t entirely at fault. I could have easily given him a free sandwich or something. I was so caught up with the refund that it slipped my mind.
the rules at my job also don’t make sense. don’t do that unless this happens then you can do that but try to do this before you do that so you don’t have to do that but don’t do that and do this instead
(unrelated but the customer behind him misgendered me which rarely happens now. but whatever. maybe it’s my nasty ass voice.)