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“Oh well, whatever, never mind”
So Mike walks up to me, holding a broken dustpan, going ‘how cute! Look, it’s so cute!’
and im just sitting there, very confused, but i don’t dare disagree with him
and then i see movement
oh
there’s a tiny ant on the dustpan
I SAW YOU INTERACT WITH MY POST
GO TO SLEEP
link free’s VA reading “go the fuck to sleep” and maybe I will
this is what started it
I regret ever asking about it
I am actually working on something like this. 🤔Danny really needs some rest.
someone please make an au where danny gets some Rest
just one universe where he sleeps for more than 5 minutes is acceptable
look, it’s 01:32, and the notebooks in the pits of my drawers are not enough for the horror that is tropical disease biology studies…
I wonder, when you decide to voice your questions, when you send off your impressions, when you speak or write or type, out of the blue, to your unsuspecting peers, is it done with an obstinate hope that you will receive at the very least any kind of response? A measured reply, despite the overwhelming standard of there seeming to be so few who would not only appreciate the question, but would consider an answer at all.
In a manner that is self-deprecating, I think, I have been hunting for forms of connection that are more opportune for people who would rather not engage in anything so "aggressive" if "cute" without first throwing their daily habits into disarray. For whom such randomly expressed vexations of admittedly pretentious proportions pose as minor amusements, surprising puzzles, forms of performance art, and above all, a craving for approval–the latter, undoubtedly, many of my hurriedly scribbled down remarks are, but more, I suppose, a form of reassurance to myself that it is fine if I cannot help myself. Rather that than a kind of validation that is supposed to instill in me, over and over again, my sense of self-identity and worth. That would be very silly, don't you think? But it is to be expected that more often than not we will seem silly regardless, and are loved despite of it, than seem as we want to be, and are loved because of it. So herein then, ought we not to give free reign to the expectations of others, and to our own, and tailor our contentment accordingly?
From there has emerged, I reckon, the infamous, “Nevermind that,” for which I am chastised here and there alike. Yet it occurs to me that I do not dismiss so much myself, but what I see as the toil and burden for you to bear if I did not do so.
I have never thought of it like this before, or thought of any of it for the longest time, if only in passing sneer in relation to my own expectations of people. Suppose I have dismissed thinking about it entirely, but wouldn't that truly be considered as “settling”, after all?
anti christmas "kill mas"
jack skellington - the jins (only acceptable christmas song)
all I want for christmas is you - mcr (only acceptable version of this horrible overplayed song)
custer - slipknot
hey you! - the anxiety (willow and tyler cole)
slutgarden - marilyn manson
in bloom - nirvana (my official kill mas song)
I'm not okay - mcr
super sadist - jack off jill
tears dry on their own - amy winehouse
break on through - the doors
jesus of suburbia - green day
purple haze - jimi hendrix
the title reminded me of "Anti Christ Superstar" xD (I don't support Marilyn Manson's wrong doings, the music is just really good)
songs of the day
child's play - aberdeen is dead
stay away - nirvana
popular - nada surf
psychomania - meaningful stone
radiant city - deftones
pg. 4 a picture of three hedges - julie