Tazmania; The Land Of No Return

Poetry enthusiast.

[tazzytasmanian]

Si o no? I think the community would very much appreciate my contribution.

[mijomii]

Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying “You fucking moron.” and tbh same

[mijomii]

Me: I think I don’t exist.

Therapist: Listen, you do exist, and if you didn’t, someone would have to create you because the world would be a much sadder place.

Me: Jerome, how dare you saying something so sweet when I’m dissociating.

[mijomii]

Me: Honestly, (thing that is totally fucked up for any ‘sane’ person) is normal, right?

Therapist: No.

Me: Wow.

Therapist: You’re just a fucked up bitch.

Me: I do agree with the fucked up bitch part.

Therapist: That’s a start!

[mijomii]

Me: I guess he’s still my friend?

Therapist: Considering what you told me and how much you wanna beat him to death, he’s not. You pretty much hate him despite knowing him for years.

Me:

Me: Why did I need to come here to realize that.

Therapist: Because that’s my job to help you to understand some stuff. Also because you’re way too kind and you would let someone punch you in the guts and still consider them as your friend while they stab you.

Me: I don’t need that kind of call out, Jerome.

[mijomii]

Me: Hey, I brought you coffee. And croissants too, but I ate them. *puts Starbucks coffee in front of him*

Therapist: Oh that’s nice!!... Oh my name is on it!!

Me: Yeah!!

Therapist: It’s wholesome but... *very confused and silently*... How do I drink it?

[mijomii]

Me, not being able to come to my appointment and having to call him: I’m sorry, it’s all my fault, I’m so so so sorr-

Therapist: I dare you to say sorry one more time. I dare you.

[mijomii]

Therapist: Hey I wanna show you this super funny image I found the other day.

Me: What-

Therapist: *turns his screen and show me THIS* 

Me: 

Me: Jerome.

[mijomii]

Therapist: You went to the gaypride?

Me: Yeah, I went.

Therapist: Was it something you enjoyed?

Me: Mh. Yeah. Sorta.

Therapist: Did you see some bears?

Me:

Me: Jerome wh-

Therapist: That’s the only term I know outside of the LGTB one, I wanted to use it. 

[mijomii]

Therapist: Are you sure you’re not becoming roommate with (name) because of pity? Kinda sacrificing yourself?

Me: No, I want it!!

Therapist: Finally, you’re not forcing yourself for the others! And you’re doing something you want! I’m proud of you!

Me: You’re more of a dad than my own father.

Therapist: That’s not very hard.

[mijomii]

Me: I always wondered, are you queer?

Therapist: I am not.

Me: Ooh.

Therapist: Or am I?

Me: Ooh!

[mijomii]

As an update, Jerome gave my appointment to someone’s else today so we were both in the waiting room, confused and he walked in, patted my head and said sorry but honestly it was hilarious.

The secretary came to tell me that Jerome actually forgot to write me down on the appointment list.

This is a 100% normal situation with Jerome as my Therapist.

[mijomii]

As an addition, more than half of my friends want Jerome to adopt me and refer to him as “Therapist dad”.

He’s aware of it and think it’s hilarious.

[mijomii]

Me, after complaining for the 25 times about my birth father: Idk if you noticed, but I’m full of anger against him.

Therapist: Oh, really, I never noticed. You know, you should turn that anger into indifference. It would help you.

Me: Unholy gods, I wish it was me.

[mijomii]

Therapist: You know, people will still love you even if you don’t offer them things all the time. You don’t have to do that.

Me: What??

[mijomii]

Therapist: Why don’t you send a mail to your psychiatrist when you have a bad mood swing?

Me: Like what? ‘Hey Joël wassup, I’ve been very suicidal lately last night I wanted to die. Hope you have rad vacations and the weed is good save some good kush for me, kissy kissy.’ ?

Therapist: Exactly.

Me: You’re as bad as me with human interactions Jerome, y’know.

[mijomii]

Me, heavily dissociating: I don’t exist-

Therapist: Can I touch you to prove you that you do?

Me: Dinner first.

Therapist:

Therapist: Damien, you moron.

[mijomii]

Therapist: You need vacations.

Me: I’m broke.

Therapist: Oh yeah.

Therapist: You still need vacations tho.

Me: Jerome, I am still broke.

[mijomii]

Me, by text: Hey, you just walk by me!

Therapist, by text: Oh sorry. I didn’t see you.

Therapist, by text: Wait. Were you at the tattoo shop?

Me, by text, totally at the tattoo shop: You have no proof.

[mijomii]

For a bit of context here: Around two months ago I went to a friend’s who happened the live on the same street as Jerome, which I didn’t know. He was really surprised to see me and came to check on me, asking me why I was here with a bit of concern on his voice. And this take place earlier this month:

Therapist: So your friend lives in the same street than I?

Me: Yes. Town’s short I guess.

Therapist: Were you really going to your friend...?

Me: Yes?? Why else would I be here?

Therapist: A lot of drug deals happen in this street and I see often teenagers and young adults coming and buy stuffs. I was a bit worried for you.

[tazzytasmanian]

Found this almost 5 years ago and it's still fucking awesome.

[missmalaysia]

trying to get money from your parents after getting into a fight with them:

[tazzytasmanian]

[blogywicthtime676]

[resonance-of-libra]

That straight up is exactly what I expected corvid art to look like tbh.

[heretic-madlad]

This is the most goth shit I’ve ever seen

[myownlost]

I’d like to cancel my subscription to Menstrual Cycle Monthly

[cestnepasuneblog]

I’m sorry, it appears you’ve taken out a fifty-sixty year subscription. However, we can pause it for nine months as long as you sign a contract that says you’ll take out a subscription to Baby Daily for at least eighteen years

[musicofthestage]

Damn those Terms and Conditions.

[postimpression]

i didn’t even read them i’ve made a terrible mistake

[ruinedchildhood]

[workin9to5]

College? Son I got that shit down in elementary school.

[tazzytasmanian]

The truth has been spoken

[tazzytasmanian]

Humanity

The truth is an endangered species.

Like running through a jungle and having my lungs filled with the blood of my people, I cry.

I cry, because the Mothers stand by to watch as the doves pick at the bones of unborn children.

I cry because as the pages of books burn, our eyes are programmed to scroll through mountains of code hidden behind pictures and cat videos.

I cry because I am cut from the…

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[tazzytasmanian]

Progress

I try to control the negative space around me,

But it just keeps on closing in.

An infinite entirety,

Continues to suffocate,

The mountain that sprouts from a Titan.

Her dreams were empty at first,

A penny for her thoughts and a dime for her time.

But the value on a dream,

Was completely priceless.

Right?

A swanky limber man strolled up to the young doll one afternoon,

Dipped a coin in her cup…

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[tazzytasmanian]

Two Sides to Our Story

These walls look like mirrors,

Quite endless they seem.

As if no one is watching,

Or hears when you scream.

They think that I’m healing,

A good boy must behave.

But me, I’m still craving,

To the metal, a slave.

The space in my room,

Gives you solace and comfort.

But watching the ceiling

Takes up too much effort.

The days carry on,

But you can never keep track.

Because in my white void,

It is…

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[tazzytasmanian]

It's Tuesday

It’s Tuesday

The morning has come,

But it’s not a new day.

First I peel back my blankets,

Drenched in sweat from last night’s terrors.

Then I lay exposed to the disappointed faces of my fears,

Who judge my memories for their lack of luster.

Tic, tic, tic.

The pulsating twitch of my left brow lets me know,

I’m afraid.

Afraid of the culture vultures preying just outside of my seclusion.

Afraid of those…

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[tazzytasmanian]

Society

Respect the resolutions of the Fallen,

Who’s focus it is to forget those who have Risen.

Their ultimatum revolves around rewriting the unlawful Rejects,

Out into the open world where we once were Woeful.

But those who lose less likely,

Are sure to summon in solemn secrecy,

Because Death is inevitable to all those who believe they are Immortal,

And act as so.

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[cottoncanyon-deactivated2018012]

Reblog if it’s ok for people to give you $599.99

[sailed-0ut]

Please don’t hesitate

[imhellafit-personal-deactivated]

1 penny below reporting limit for the IRS… I see what you did there

[shysweetthing]

(Don’t give me $599.99)

That’s not the right IRS rule.

$599.99 is the amount below which a business does not need to issue a 1099 to a contractor who provides business services. The contractor still needs to report the income on their taxes.

The correct number for the IRS rule for money that is gifted rather than received in a business transaction is $13999.99–more than that, and the recipient has to pay tax on the gift and report it to the IRS. Less than that, and there’s no taxation or reporting requirement.

If we’re choosing amounts on the basis of IRS limits, give these people $13,999.99. 

Go. Do it.

[capriciousarsonist]

Reblog if it’s ok for people to give you $13,999.99

[pickypicnic]

[sneakyfeets]

genderqueer people are secretly raccoons

[cheshirelissa-deactivated201406]

Shhhh, nobody was supposed to know…

[bywandandsword]

#if the cis find out we can shapeshift#theyre going to tell the church

[dutchster]

handing over the planet to the next generation like

[tazzytasmanian]

Do you ever hear a song, and a flood of feelings rush into your chest? Like, I can feel being 13 again, I remember playing on certain websites, I can feel my braces. Ya know?

My nostalgic brain

[tittletattles]

ARE THERE INFINITELY MANY WHAT

math was a goddamn mistake id like to sit down and have a serious talk with every mathematician ever they knew perfectly well the nature of their crimes