btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

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btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

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Hate to admit this, but at one point dating and sexting with AI was my sole fixation to the point I was staying up at night to satiate myselfâŚthen a roach crawled on me while I was doing it so that was my sign to stop
really fucking with the roach and his symbolism in this one
girl u were visited by kafka in your hour of self alienation
âExplain yourselfâ followed by âstop making excusesâ has always baffled me because the fuck you think explaining myself is????
The difference between an explanation and an excuse is perceived attitude and intent.
An explanation is seen as an admission of guilt. It's a confession on how the mistake came to be with the understanding that you are "at fault."
The purpose of an excuse is to shift the blame away from you. It is seen as denying responsibility, and a form of defiance against another's judgment.
So the best way to avoid situations like these is to play up the "guilty" part. When you are asked to explain yourself, bite the bullet. Adding "but this doesn't excuse" between every sentence you say pretty much takes all the wind out of their sails. Cuz remember, they don't actually want a detailed recap on everything that happened. They just want somebody to blame so that they feel in control, and the more you assume the role of "regretful wrongdoer," the smoother and shorter the entire interaction will be.
HOWEVER
If the person saying this isnât a teacher or a parent or any other authority figure who holds power over you, and you do not believe yourself to have done anything wrong
Fight that bitch and argue your case, who the fuck do they think they are?
âEridians dislike earth because they abandoned Grace.â *Incorrect Buzzer Sound* ya missed the point of the story buddy! Itâs not about someone being âbadâ itâs about the incredible power of love and that love being worth dying for!
Gimmie Eridians who are absolutely heartbroken to hear that humans where so desperate and so scared that they where willing to part with not just one Grace, there were three of them! Gimmie Eridians touched to find that the humans planned a way for their sacrifices to be as comfortable as possible. Gimmie Eridians who send earth a message saying âWe know it must have hurt to send your heroes to die, but one made it and heâs safe here. We lost 22 good Eridians on the journey we would have lost 23 if not for your Grace.â
Give me humans sitting on Earth slowly coming to the conclusion that when we look up not only are we not alone, someone out there is alive because of one of us. That no matter what we think of ourselves a whole species thinks highly of us because we helped save the galaxy. Give me humans who figure out how to send a probe to Erid filled to the brim with messages for Grace and footage of a monument being raised that reads his name, his crews names, and then âin memory of the 22 Eridians who lost their lives on the journey to save the stars.â
Ich habe diese coolen Meme Charts gefunden und dachte mir, probiere ich's doch auch mal. ^^

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A Deer's Lament
If you were me youâd freeze up too If heavenâs light greeted you All-consuming, overwhelming Replacing what I need to do with thoughts of ceaseless blue
If you were me itâd be the same A pause, a crash, a sea of shame Enveloping, agonizing Body pierced with steel and pain In the end thereâs only me to blame
If you were me Iâd see you fly right across the street and try unavailing, excruciating listening to the screeching tires as I fall down on my knees and cry
But youâre not me and Iâm not you and I donât wish to fight the truth Disappointing, self-lamenting My time here is due
oh boy iâm winded
THE PITT 1.08 // 2.08

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Lavender Chocolate
Long live lavender chocolate! Specifically, the one from Xocolatl, just down the street at Schifflände. This concoction of divine genius is the perfect combination of bitter and sweet, infused with the subtle, flowery scent of lavender. Just one sip will transport you to another dimension, where a gentle breeze carries you as you wander through a field of purple delight. Once you finish the entire cup, the sun shines brighter and the birds sing louder, and even your worst problems will melt away with the chocolate warmth. No matter warm or cold, lavender chocolate brings me joy even on my worst days â and you should most definitely try it as well.
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the motorcycle on this season of the pitt is like chekhovâs gun except every hour chekhov is showing up with two or three more guns and now youâre starting to get worried. because obviously theyâre going to go off but what kind of looney tunes ass bullshit requires that many guns. chekhovâs gun has become chekhovâs militia. and thereâs still like 7 hours of your shift left.
Guardian Angel
Itâs been twelve years since I first put on my necklace. A silver guardian angel, hovering just above my chest. My father gave it to me when I was nine. I still remember the green paper packaging. It had white floral patterns.
âI will always love you.â He told me, before vanishing into a memory.
At least thatâs what I believed, until I talked with my mother one evening, and she stared at me with unease. The necklace was found in his bedroom and given to me by my grandmother.
If one of the most important things that ever happened to me was made up, I wonder what else is fake.
The Pitt is baby's first fandom for so many people. Wdym I should hate Langdon, because he was stealing pills and treating patients high? I was 9 years old watching Dr House pop 3 stolen Vicodin with a half bottle of Whiskey and then treating the Black Plague. Who am I to judge?
or the people claiming that any kind of head cannons for Mel is âbabying herâ or if you donât ship her with Langdon you donât think autistic women can be sexual. No. People will ship different things, that doesnât mean theyâre treating her like a child or being ableist. Chill out.

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Sunlit Morning
I wake up to a bright light piercing through the curtains, landing right between my eyes. The warmth of my bedsheets surrounds me, and for a moment, I can imagine it as a hug. Itâs comfortable, and I am still tired.
My alarm rings seconds later, a familiar tune that hasnât been changed since I was fifteen.
The melody washes over me, and I consider closing my eyes again. Through the bedroom door, I can hear footsteps in the kitchen. Thereâs a loud snap, and a low, mechanical hum. Someone is using the coffee machine
If I donât get up, I might miss my bus.
I donât want to get up.