#work brain

[saetoru]

you ever read back on some of ur old writing and think "wow i rly lost my touch" bc :,)

[goldie-claws]

my brain refuses to function as I write this self evaluation which I want finished by friday so I can send it off for feedback but I am literally this image of patrick rn

[queer-cosette]

Today a cashier at Debenhams gave me my total and unthinkingly I replied “Would you like anything else with that?”

Also my mum was trying to organise me to cook my dinner and she said “so if you don’t have the ravioli -”

and my dumbass fucking brain went “yes, reduce it by 50% and move it to the reduced shelves”

[the-hyper-fixation-station]

I swear whenever anyone asks me a question at work, they must be able to hear the dial up tone as my brain tries to connect back to reality

[macchireblogs-moved]

oof,,

[thebvdguysog]

" you have to understand why I trained her to fight like us, you have to know that by me doing this, I had Eveline's best interest in mind--Bell, this way she'll have a chance to survive on her own if it comes to that. she's doing so well even now, she's accomplished so much for someone her age. " / octavia to bellamy

“ I DON’T UNDERSTAND. “   bellamy starts - fingers working their way through his beard, pulling at it gently - a mixture of feelings flooded through him. rage boiling deep in the pit of his stomach, slowly making it’s way to wrap around his tongue and slice his younger sister with damaging words. “ she’s my daughter. “ he has to remind himself that saying it, doesn’t make it anymore real. eveline was his daughter, but he wasn’t around to make decisions. he wasn’t around to RAISE    her the way he wanted too. octavia had more of a hand in the way his daughter was brought up. the strength that resided in the young girls crystal eyes, shown bellamy that octavia had done an excellent job on her - yet, he still despised that it was his sister who raised his daughter and not himself. 

his heart ached. a thousand bricks weighed upon his chest threatening for it to collapse. his world had grown smaller, leaving him to stand with the clouds -  watching his daughter grow from the place he resided for fourteen years. “ there was other ways to ensure her survival, octavia. “ words are submerged in ice before they’re presented to the younger blake’s ears. “ you could have protected her, but instead            you turned her into a killing machine. “ 

@roseguided

[dracanthropic]

I just asked my husband to aliquot the soup for me 🤦🏻‍♀️

[nicholas-wolfwood]

Braindead.