karma

listening to mitski and thinking about someone that everyone reacts with horror to when i tell them i’ve been spending time with him someone save me

he told me he liked me last night. and he made me one of the best burgers i’ve ever eaten. there is no way this ends up anywhere good.

it ended really bad btw

so i am gonna keep posting about this and not the stuff i usually post about because i feel insane; i googled him and found his mugshot from less than two years ago when he was arrested for a dui (bad, obviously, but common and not something i judge people for when they’re already paying the price for it and also i already knew about it because he told me) and !!! invasive visual recording which is Not Common and terrifying and something he conveniently forgot to mention to me in all the time we spent together

one of my friends told me i was a worse and shittier person when i was with him :)

update he just told me “goodnight sweet karma”

being my mutual means we’re in a parasocial relationship automatically

I love having friends who reject diet culture. I love going out when everyone buys food and drinks that they enjoy. I love people who will pipe up and suggest we stop for a snack or grab a meal. I love ordering what I want and no one making comments other than how good it looks (and maybe asking to steal a bite off my plate). I love revelling in how full we are after a good meal and taking a break to appreciate how fortunate we are. I love sharing snack from our bags with one another. I love enjoying the pleasure of food and drinks and good company.

My babygirl is preaching the truth

listening to mitski and thinking about someone that everyone reacts with horror to when i tell them i’ve been spending time with him someone save me

he told me he liked me last night. and he made me one of the best burgers i’ve ever eaten. there is no way this ends up anywhere good.

it ended really bad btw

so i am gonna keep posting about this and not the stuff i usually post about because i feel insane; i googled him and found his mugshot from less than two years ago when he was arrested for a dui (bad, obviously, but common and not something i judge people for when they’re already paying the price for it and also i already knew about it because he told me) and !!! invasive visual recording which is Not Common and terrifying and something he conveniently forgot to mention to me in all the time we spent together

one of my friends told me i was a worse and shittier person when i was with him :)

listening to mitski and thinking about someone that everyone reacts with horror to when i tell them i’ve been spending time with him someone save me

he told me he liked me last night. and he made me one of the best burgers i’ve ever eaten. there is no way this ends up anywhere good.

it ended really bad btw

so i am gonna keep posting about this and not the stuff i usually post about because i feel insane; i googled him and found his mugshot from less than two years ago when he was arrested for a dui (bad, obviously, but common and not something i judge people for when they’re already paying the price for it and also i already knew about it because he told me) and !!! invasive visual recording which is Not Common and terrifying and something he conveniently forgot to mention to me in all the time we spent together

listening to mitski and thinking about someone that everyone reacts with horror to when i tell them i’ve been spending time with him someone save me

he told me he liked me last night. and he made me one of the best burgers i’ve ever eaten. there is no way this ends up anywhere good.

it ended really bad btw

listening to mitski and thinking about someone that everyone reacts with horror to when i tell them i’ve been spending time with him someone save me

he told me he liked me last night. and he made me one of the best burgers i’ve ever eaten. there is no way this ends up anywhere good.

does anybody have a bit of spare floor space in like a closet or something where i could lay my eggs 🙄 trying to figure out where to put these things

semi-urgent

As fucked up and traumatized and emotionally unavailable as my father was… he fuckin tried. He tried so goddamn hard. Went to PARENTING CLASSES on HIS OWN. Taught himself HOW TO READ so he could read me bedtime stories. He taught me how to be independent. How to stand up for myself. How to fight back. He taught me how to not need men like him.

My dad broke down in fucking tears once because he wasn’t doing (in his estimation) a good enough job of braiding my hair before school

This fucking guy got dumped by my mom in the middle of the night. She just fucking ditched both of us. He became an alcoholic from the pain, can’t blame him. But then he saw the way it was hurting me. And he pulled his shit together. HIMSELF. No rehab. No AA. Stupid motherfucker went cold turkey at home alone except for me and I held his hands while he begged god for mercy through his DTs.

Dad would fuckin play Mockingbird for me because he was so bad with words and needed me to know how he felt.

My dad taught himself how to read at the age of like 45 so that he could read me Harry Potter as a bedtime story after my mom left and it still makes me emotional. Like he cared that much.