You can love your family because they are your family that you grew up with. But that does not mean that you have to agree with them or trust them or have them in your life.
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You can love your family because they are your family that you grew up with. But that does not mean that you have to agree with them or trust them or have them in your life.
I went to help a friend move out of her exs house after he just had her move in while cheating on her. So while moving her stuff I stole all the toilet paper
I am tired of:
medical professionals saying they have no idea whats wrong with me, my unique leg pain/overall fatigue, and brush it off as “You’re probably aren’t as active” or “You’re probably have an imbalanced diet” or “You’re probably just depressed”
i’m so tired of that.
i have been very active, i am on antidepressants/getting proper therapy, and i have been eating the same fucking things, same amount, same food, same pacing, same amount everything, and they still say, “You are normal.”
‘Normal peopl’e don’t cry and have to mentally prepare to walk mile just for a a treat. ‘Normal people’ don’t need to recover for 5 days after a simple 2 hour hangout at my house with friends. ‘Normal people’ can walk around for hours, only having their legs get a little tired, not fucking electric pain developing in their calf muscles that A. have been happening since they were 8 or younger, and B. doesn’t hurt so bad that sitting down, stretching, massaging, anything, doesn’t help with the excruciating pain that I deal with.
And the cherry on mother fucking top, ‘Normal people’ aren’t told to over exaggerate the direness of the situation so that medical professionals will actually fucking do something.
The worst part, i’m not even old enough to drink.
Acho que a época de chuvas já passou, mas o trauma sempre fica.
Obrigado a quem quer que tenha planejado São Paulo no passado, você é demais!
(Situações de Merda #21)
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Fire
Liar, liar,
I'm put on a pyre.
I accept my guilt.
I don't accept your fire.
Set a match and watch it burn,
Shouldn't have set my hand
So close to him.
I'm sorry, I've said it. I'm sorry, again.
Char him up and burn your own skin.
But I've pulled out-
I've given in.
I don't want your love,
Flood him with it.
You water signs always
Burn me up.
I don't understand your emotions
I don't understand what you want.
You've got the love
You've got plenty, right?
So you don't need me fucking shit up
And starting more fights.
I'm overwhelmed and as I recall
You were, too.
So why do we have to do this?
I'm gonna stop. You do you.
Shit
I've been pooping like crazy for weeks and NOW when I finally need to for the doctor I'm constipated??? Thanks bowels, I knew you were always on my side *EYE ROLLS INTO THE SUN*
At least I'm great at getting myself into shitty situations.