do y'all ever just colossally embarass yourself in front of near strangers and you know you are as it's going on but you can't stop and you're just melting down internally as you continue to make it worse and question why am I like this I want to bury myself-
anyway my discord friends know about my uwu voice now
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OWO
I did it
I turned in the essays
Am I sweating or am I crying? Who knows at this point because I sure don't
Am I glad it's over? Yes.
Am I still sad that it ended? Also yes.
Pardon me tonight but I'm very stressed and emotional. I'm going to consume some substances and binge-watch youtube videos until I pass out
See yall in the morning
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I hope it goes well!
do y'all ever just colossally embarass yourself in front of near strangers and you know you are as it's going on but you can't stop and you're just melting down internally as you continue to make it worse and question why am I like this I want to bury myself-
anyway my discord friends know about my uwu voice now
Oh my gosh it's not that bad. Not much more than a funny story.
Ok, I'm I the only one who grew up watching I love toy trains? Because the songs are 10/10. "Ghost of the rails." fantastic, "Railroad of America" the only patriotic song I will listen to, "The Dino express" Is the original Dinosaur train and in my personal opinion it's better. "Toy trains Hall of fame." Fantastic, "Signal lights." I sing that song when I drive.
In short I love toy trains has fantastic songs.
Ok, I'm I the only one who grew up watching I love toy trains? Because the songs are 10/10. "Ghost of the rails." fantastic, "Railroad of America" the only patriotic song I will listen to, "The Dino express" Is the original Dinosaur train and in my personal opinion it's better. "Toy trains Hall of fame." Fantastic, "Signal lights." I sing that song when I drive.
In short I love toy trains has fantastic songs.
That's so true! We had a James Coffey CD (the guy who does the music for it) and we used to listen to it in the car!
My nephew loves trains and the fastest way to get him to stop crying is to play one of the songs.
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Time sensitive question:
Can you get tipsy off of Arizona Arnold Palmer iced tea and kiddie cocktails(Shirley Temples, to be exact)?
Because I'm getting dizzy and I can't tell if that's the sleep deprivation or the drinks
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nO SLEEP
I SLEEP WHEN I DIE
Sleep, you fucking idiot
True love.
Guy's my friend keeps making me cry, for positive things but I'm still tear bending.
I have no clue what to even say about that….
So, I'm looking over Rising Flame, a story that I haven't worked on in a long time and finding that I got a block at an interrogation sequence. I've watched a lot of crime investigation shows, done the research, etcetera, yet I'm still stuck. I know exactly what I want to happen. The problem is getting it to happen. I want to work on this story real badly right now too.
If you haven't, I highly recommend watching actual police interrogations and taking super detailed notes, especially if what happens is a coerced, false confession. Those ones are super angering but also super informative on how some police can do some not great things just to close a case. I recommend The West Memphis 3 regardless just because it's really juicy and frustrating. But as far as I know, there aren't any actual official reports or videos of everything that went on because the police were some stupid fucks But other than that, what a fatass mood. I relate a little too hard
aaaHHHH my schedule just came out, and there's a ton of missing slots. Granted, I don't need them filled, I just hope they weren't mistakes and I actually get a bunch of free periods because I don't want to have a ton of filler classes again this year. Secondly, they put me in AP Language Arts and I just ahxoenbwifon I don't remember signing up for that?? I don't know if that's a mistake either, and now I just don't know if I should stay in AP or if I'm even allowed to switch out at all. I could do it, like the material isn't super challenging but I'm very lazy and don't want extra work.
I suggest that you talk to whoever is responsible for making the student schedules.
STORY TIME: My senior year of high school I had finally gotten a class that I had signed up for for my sophomore and junior years (that I sadly didn't get) on my schedule. Unfortunately, the school counselor (who was responsible for the student schedules) had made the mistake of not giving me a class that was required during my junior year; I was supposed to take government/econ my junior year but she didn't put it on my schedule. As a result I had to drop the class that I so very badly wanted just so I could have gov/econ and get the credit that I needed to graduate. Did I take the class? Yes. Was I happy about not being able to have the class that I wanted? Hell no, but I understood that I needed those credits!
Well, my point of that true-life story is to at least check and make sure.
I just leaked period out of my pad over my white blanket
Fuck
I’m about to challenge God to a gun fight
I really don't feel like existing anymore
I really don't feel like existing anymore
You're worth it. I don't know you very well, but I promise you're worth it.
Brooklyn some solid advice that my mother told me is to never make decisions after 8:30 pm.
Because no matter how used you are to staying up late, everything is better after you sleep, everything is worse at night. So my advice to you this time is to go to sleep, I bet my boots that you will feel at least somewhat better in the morning after you have slept.
man I had some horrible nightmares last night-
Sorry, didn't mean to worry anyone, I was just tired
man I had some horrible nightmares last night-
Sucks.
the first one I don’t remember much about, I was making cookies to try and cheer up my family but next thing I know my mom’s screaming at me about how she can’t deal with my bullshit anymore, she hates me more than anyone else in the world and wishes she wasn’t so pro-life so she could’ve killed me before I could ever hurt her-
after crying for a solid 10 minutes my dad tried to comfort me, but the moment I started tearing up he pulled my hair and told me that I better not dare try and guilt trip him, I’ve caused my family so much pain that I should be grateful they didn’t abandon me
I woke up because apparently I’d been crying the whole time in real life and my pillow was soaked
I’ve never felt more relieved knowing it was a dream
The second one was a little more tame, as with most of my dreams we’re on a vacation at a large fancy hotel in the middle of a forest-y nowhere
It was pretty chill, my family just kinda sat around the living room playing board games and having a good time
but then I had to take a shower
the bathroom looked like a mix between a fancy ballroom and a rusty medieval torture device, but it wasn’t bad
once I was done however, I looked in the mirror and my face, my arms, every inch of me was covered in self-inflicted bruises, scars, cuts, and cracks.
I looked like a zombie…
I was absolutely terrified, I tried to cover it up with paints, pencils, and art supplies but it was no use, I was still hideous shades of green, black, and red, and I could feel stinging all over
it was terrifying
Oh my goodness. Those are so horrible. That is ghastly. My condolences for the first one. And the second… yikes.
But I will admit that one would make great writing or film.
