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Random things I want for Holly:
fRIENDS. Goddammit girl, chill and make some friends. you need to talk about things with people!
Some kind of residence; probably just a little trailer or something out in some secluded area.
Eventually, a larger, more permanent residence. Possibly shared with cowboy friends.
Doggo(s)
A junkyard/shop. She ends up collecting so much scavenged stuff that basically creates her own junkyard, which is probably eventually fortified somehow because ‘you kids stay outta my shit’. The junk shop is basically a flea market, filled with random knickknacks and other things that probably shouldn’t be out in the weather.
Poker lessons from Floyd, Betty, and Novac. Because yes.
Harmonica duets with Betty.
A horse! I don’t know how it would come about yet, and they probably aren’t super common, but I refuse to believe that they’re all gone so WHATEVER.
[EDIT] forgot one non important but also very important thing; cowboy boots and spurs. So she can jingle jangle around town ok
I probably shouldn't even write this out but I'm in such a bad mental funk and there's nothing to stop me so buckle in.
Maybe I'm online too much, but the more posts I see about things, the more guilt just piles up upon my grieving self:
I feel guilty about being neurotypical.
I feel guilty about being able bodied.
I feel guilty about being cisgender.
I feel guilty for being a Demisexual in a heterosexual relationship.
I feel guilty that I rarely ever fall ill.
I guess, in short, I feel guilty about my blessings. It's probably easier when I'm in the middle of mourning my dad, who I just lost at the end of November.
The hate anons will probably say I deserved it.
Maybe I did.
I don't know.
All I know is I'm not mentally okay and can't afford help for it.
how do you eat without feeling sick
Kangaroo PSA
Hello, hi. If you come to any country with native Kangaroos, please remember that they are wild animals. Wild animals with very sharp claws and powerful legs. Do not feed them carrots, bread, chips, or anything that's for humans, obviously. The kangaroos around my area have gotten sick from the amount of tourists feeding them the wrong food. Do not turn your back on them. Like every wild animal, they are unpredictable. Don't trust those slippery hooligans. Do not approach big ones. If you must touch the roo, please see if you can find a smaller one to take a picture with. It's easier to push them off. Male kangaroos are buff as heck and have literally killed people. Do not touch anywhere but their back. This goes for zoo roos and farm roos. Their little paws are off limits, so are their heads, tails, stomachs and legs. Thanks for your time! 💞✨ (Sorry for the off topic post, but there are loads of kangaroos near my area. They reside on the open property of a psychiatric hospital. Tourists have been reporting injuries to the hospital and the hospital is liable because the kangaroo field is on their private property. It's really not fair for this poor hospital because they can't control the kangaroos. If you ever come to Sydney, Australia, please don't listen to the tourist people who tell you to go Morisset Hospital for your tourism needs.)
man i kinda wanna die again i thought i was over this bullshit but things have gotten so shit lately. like lol nah mate i wanna rage quit this thing, it’s really bad and i didn’t even sign up for it
I spent an hour going through my likes and cleaning them up, getting rid of what I don't need or want or... like.
I went from having over 400 likes to having 293.
I have over 800 posts. Maybe I should clean up those too.