Not triguntwt being angry about Stargaze and just blatantly spoiling the first two episodes 🫠🫠🫠
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Not triguntwt being angry about Stargaze and just blatantly spoiling the first two episodes 🫠🫠🫠
That last post i reblogged got me thinking about how when I was eighteen I was in such a depressive spiral that I barely left the couch and was even sleeping on it every night, only every morning I was woken up my mom slamming kitchen cabinets as she made her coffee, despite my having brought it up many times could she be a little quieter so my chronically ill ass could get more rest, and despite the fact that whenever she was napping on the couch I would take extra care to be as gentle and quiet and courteous as possible even in that depressive haze and even as I recognized the hypocrisy.
Indeed, the last thing I ever said in person to my mother before she she finally walked out of the family early one morning was when I woke up to see her hesitating by the door at like 3 a.m and I pleaded with her not to bang the cabinets so I could get back to sleep
Ok but who else has experienced a break up while drinking to Bottesini’s Second Concerto with you and your ex reciting each other their reasons, fears and passions as if it was a 19th century novel