I missed the entire service because my nephew was being loud/giggly/fussy and I offered to walk around the church lobby and outside for a bit to see if he's calm down.
He didn't.
I missed the entire. Fucking. Service.
I was actually relieved at first but then almost immediately get super pissed about it, because this is someone that I was friends with when I was like 3-9 years old and he killed himself and I MISSED HIS GODAMN FUNERAL.
What the fuck am I supposed to do except be fucking pissy???
Long story short: I'm being a bitch because I didn't do something that I didn't even want to do.
Why was this flagged as inappropriate? It was a picture of a tiny frog????
I made a friend but they hopped away
I really like the project were working on in art😁
Contoured line: done😎
Watercolor: we'll see😉
And I just need to ask two quick questions:
1. How is Cecil not dead/why haven't any of the things he's not supposed to talk about (management, the shape in the park, etc.) killed him yet????
2. Does Carlos not listen to the radio or is he very much aware that Cecil is completely infatuated with him and just kinda goes with it, 'cause that's a mood??? (I think I've seen people saying they get married? And I'm like?? Cecil dreams actually coming true??? What????)
I should probably point out that I've only listened to the first 6 episodes...
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It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
I'm sorry
God, I hate living in the south.
We have like fucking 5 or 6 hurricanes coming towards us(possibley) and 1 headed straight towards us directly! Like "eye-of-the-storm" shit towards us.
So we have to fucking evacuate, and of course I'm the bitch with OCD and 2something fucking useless collections that I insist on bringing, and of course my family acts like I'm not emotionally attached to this shit and they've got limits on how much of certain things I'm allowed to bring and I'm being fussy about it and my mom called me retarded and of course I had to get upset and now I just really with I know where the suitcases were so I could at least start packing for when we leave instead of thinking about everything I shouldnt.
1. Started: preschool
Left: 6 weeks into 4th
2. Started: 6th grade
Left: halfway into 9th
3. Started(late): 9th(repeat)/10th
Leaving: after attending the 1st week we have back from winter break.
I'll be leaving soon.
Hopefully to get my GED, and
Hopefully then: college
Maybe get a degree-
In art
Or in psychology.
Hopefully
I find a job
And learn to drive-
Or at least ride a bike.
But
No matter what-
I'll be leaving.
...
I'm sorry.
A vry angry Alli wearing the outfit from her first design.
I miss my baby boy.
Meet Atlas, he’s very vocal when awake but rn he’s hugging my thigh and sleepin’.
21, he/they, ace- not very interesting and rarely post(let alone anything good)
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