miseriathome:
For Reasons, I need to be devoid of substances for two weeks that include Christmas, New Year’s, and my birthday. This means no coping mechanism drugs/drinks and no anti-inflammatories or pain management.
Not only am I Suffering, but my horrid shift lead has indirectly stated her intentions to do me harm by using a fragrance I’m having an allergic reaction to. And can’t take antihistamines for.
It would also be good for me to avoid stress during this period of time, but we just can’t have that, can we?
Update: I’ve developed a neurological tic. Advice nurse told me to go to urgent care. Urgent care came to the same conclusion as me, which is that it’s stress. Can’t have steroids or muscle relaxers, so I got sent home with a packet on meditation.
Woke up with Trauma about how my high school band director told me at age 14 that I would be unworthy of love unless I nailed a solo
Heated up some soup and dumped hot sauce in it, immediately choked and got spicy soup up my nose, blowing my nose made it worse
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I hate the way my mom gossips about me–especially when I can fucking hear her–but she just referred to me as “my teenager” and zdknkjdfznlijblbhilbf,n rijheriu I’M TWENTY FUCKING ONE AND THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT WHEN I SAID YOU DON’T TREAT ME LIKE AN ADULT.
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Submitted a major essay, forgot I’d switched the font for easier readability while writing, changed it back to Times New Roman to discover that the page count had shrunk severely (after all the work I did to condense my work initilly because it was too long), no way to resubmit
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TJ made me watch BDC and now I am having an existential crisis?? They’re better than my COLLEGE’S marching band and they’re like a third of my age, oh my god. What the actual fuck. What the fuck is band. What the fuck am I doing. Fuck.
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Really gross stuff under the cut, like upchucky gross.
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My problem with coming out of the closet is that people who meet me tend to assume I’m lesbian anyways, and so I end up having to explain that no, I’m not lesbian, but I’m not straight either.
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I PUT IN A NEW CARTRIDGE AN HOUR AGO AND MY STUPID THING WON’T PRINT AND IT SAYS THERE’S NO INK AND I’VE BEEN PRESSING EVERY BUTTON ON THIS STUPID PRINTER AND UGGGGH I JUST DON’T WANT TO PRINT OUT MY 5-PAGE PAPER IN SCHOOL, CAN YOU PLEASE JUST FUCKING WORK?
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La di da di daaaaaaa~
I have a packet for chem!
Laaaaa di daaaa di dooooooo~
And there’s wind ensemble in the morning!
La la di deeeeeeee di daaaaaaa~
And fuck me if I go to improv!~
Dooooooo ba dup bah doooooooo~
ＦＵＣＫＩＮＧ ＦＵＣＫ ＭＹ ＬＩＦＥ
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HAHAHAHAHA NOW I HAVE TWO VIRUSES FOLLOWING ME.
WHOOOO TO MY FOLLOWER COUNT!
And for anyone wondering, my follower count increases but there’s no notification like “[gibberish] is not following you” under Activity.
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Ignore me while I sit in my room and cry on my birthday.
That’s what my family’s doing, so it’s fine.
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whoredinarygirl:
i am so sorry if you have school tomorrow
fuck that shit, I have school TODAY.
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realfr-nds:
DO YOU EVER JUST HAVE THE BIGGEST FUCKING CRUSH ON SOMEONE EVER AND YOU JUST KNOW IT WONT WORK BECAUSE THEY’RE TOO OLD OR YOU’RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH OR THEY ARE TOO ATTRACTIVE FOR YOU SO YOU PRETTY MUCH SPEND WHAT FEELS LIKE ETERNITY HAVING THIS UNEXPLAINABLE FEELING FOR THEM UNTIL IT RIDS YOU OF THE SMALL BIT OF HEART YOU HAVE LEFT UNTIL YOU FIND ANOTHER PERSON TO HAVE THE SAME SHITTY FEELING TOWARDS
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