I love observing. I love it so much. Watching Jasper retype a message like four times because he does a (quote) “southerning”. It’s okay, buddy. It’s 2025. You can have a typing quirk. It’s not lame.
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I love observing. I love it so much. Watching Jasper retype a message like four times because he does a (quote) “southerning”. It’s okay, buddy. It’s 2025. You can have a typing quirk. It’s not lame.
I FUCKING HATE ENIGMA HE MADE MT DAD CRY FUCK!!!!!! IM GINNA FUCKING GRT THAG BITCHASS CUNT, HOELESS DICKLESS MOTHERFUCKER WHO WAS RIGHTFULKF NEVER LOVED AS A CHIMD FUCK TOU
You know it’s bad when the 17 year old girl with mommy issues and severe codependency on her father is the most normal one in the system…
Currently stuck with:
- my idiot wife who can’t sit still for more than thirty seconds (Wally)
- Gay ass who keeps cooing and stroking the chest of our invincible poster (William)
- little Mr shaking while thinking of anything slightly lewd about his boyfriend (Jasper)
- and evil asshole who keeps trying to stick pins into our fingers (scowl)
“The destiny of daughters burdened with an impossible mother is tragic. When they manage to develop a healthy indifference, people say they are heartless, and when they are devoted, people say they are masochists.”
— Jacqueline Harpman, Orlanda
I feel so utterly unloveable. I’m unsure how he does it. I’m rude and sarcastic, and when I do open up it all comes out like black sludge. Like ink. It stains everything I touch. Everyone I love. They’re entirely changed because of me. It’s like tar, engulfing and toxic in nature.
“And she keeps saying, How can you do this to me? And I want to scream, What do you mean, how can I do this to you? Aren't we confusing our pronouns here? The question, really, is How could I do this to myself?”
—Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation
“I was not a lovable child, and I'd grown into a deeply unlovable adult. Draw a picture of my soul, and it'd be a scribble with fangs.”
— Gillian Flynn, Dark Places
I’m so lucky to have him he’s the most perfect guy in the universe! I love him so much. My dad is wonderful