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Sometimes a guy has to deal with his own shit

So as of lately our shower has been stinky. Like it smells like sewage. Gross I know. So my dad dicided to take a look under the house to see if there was a problem. What he found he wasn't really expecting. The sewage pipe hadn't been attached. So he called our old land lord. Aparently he had forgotten to attach it. What? How do you build a house and forget to connect the sewage pipe? Anyways so my dad dicided he would fix it. Which ended in my dad climbing under the house through all of the sewage to fix it. But you know, sometimes I man has to deal with his own shit. ~Anon

Tue, April 4th - 23:41

Here lately someone special to me has been struggling.  She’s been in and out of the hospital several times and now she is back in a hospital bed.  This time how ever I’m not so sure she’s going to be leaving, and this scares the life out of me. 

Growing up, and even now my grandma is the most important person in my life.  She’s a big influence on who I am and how I see things.  She always has been and always will be. 

When I was younger I used to see my grandma every week day when my mom and dad went to work,  I would go to her house at 8 every morning.  It is by far the best memories I have, even till this day ten years later.  I would do anything to reverse the clock and go back to when I was the happy little four year old who couldn’t wait to see her grandma every Monday through Friday.  She was never just my grandma, and she still isn’t.  She’s my best friend.

She’s the sweetest person I’ve ever met; well, unless you sit in her cats chair, that’s a whole other story.  She loves everything, and I don’t know anyone as open minded as her either.  She has the heart of a five year old, and maybe that’s why I love her so much. 

Growing up she always told me I could do whatever I want when I become a adult and encouraged my insane dreams.  She told me to never grow up.  My favorite thing she ever told me was that I’m however old I feel.  I heard this one quite a lot usually followed by a “I’m still five at heart”.

We used to have tea parties every morning followed by watching the kids channel on tv, which I’d catch her watching years to come even if I wasn't watching it with her.  We’d make ornaments for the Christmas tree or her refrigerator out of play-doe all year around.  We’d often move the chairs to the hallway to make a car which we’d ‘drive’ to the ‘store’ in the living room and go shopping for groceries.  we’d hop back in the ‘car’ and drive home to cook dinner.  which she usually cooked those tiny barbecue hot dogs while i made stuff on the fake wooden storage stove in the corner.  afterwards we’d listen to the wolf radio station and play with some toys by the window.  It was a everyday cycle.  My favorite part was waiting for the bus to drive past.  We’d wait everyday and then wave through the blinds as it passed. I’d even cry everyday and hide behind her recliner when my dads car pulled up outside, I never wanted to leave.

On rare days my grandma would go to her bedroom and get some bananas and some water bottles and we’d sit by the window on the floor and eat them and drink the water.  I remember her always telling me to put the cap back on the bottle which is probably why even till this day I can’t put a water bottle down without first screwing the lid back on, let alone watch other people do it.

During the summer was my favorite.  We’d go outside and sit in her backyard swing and watch the trees blow back and forth in silence.  Sometimes I got to feed the neighbors dog.  We’d also walk through her yard and pick up the gum pods that had fallen from her three gumball trees that my dad planted many years earlier.

I have two favorite memories.  The first one was when I broke her collectable small puppy.  She told me she’d be upset if I broke it.  Of course this is me we are talking about so I broke it’s tail.  I crawled under the kitchen table and bawled all day. I worried her sick, she finally found out why and she chuckled before saying she’ll glue it back together.  She quickly did so before smiling and putting it back.  I’ve never felt so bad before!  My second is more calm and simple.  My grandma got me a toy Polaroid camera,  I ran all around the house pretending to be her.  If there was one thing she was always doing, it was taking pictures of me.  She always made me feel special. 

Seeing her here lately is a completely different experience for me.  She has memory loss so she can forget me.  Yesterday she didn't recognize me, today she did.  It’s on and off.  She can’t speak very good,  It’s mostly mumbles and gibberish.  Even though all this is happening she’s still the same lady who took care of me and that I love so much.

I’m scared,  My biggest fear is losing my grandma.  My family and close friends all know this.  It’s something that scares me so much.  I’ve spent nights crying just thinking about it and I feel like its becoming a reality.  I can barely even talk about her without crying.  my dad says she’ll be lucky to make it to the end of the week.

I’m being my strongest I can be and I plan to keep being my strongest.  I’m trying to stay positive and happy, I’ve been distracting myself a lot.  I am struggling, That’s the truth.  That doesn’t mean I’m not going to keep trying my best be be happy.

This took a long time to type and a lot of tears.  I’m going to keep praying for her and hope everything gets better.  Please everyone have a safe night, and pray for your loved ones too,  I love you all.

~Anon

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Sat, Dec 24th - 17:44

Here I am again,  hope everyone is having a good Christmas eve.  If you are doing good I recommend to just unfollow me here because these blog post are going to probably get sadder from here on out.

My family has been doing horrible, I’ve brought it up before.  Although now its worse.  My mom and dad are getting a divorce.  My mother said she is unhappy and my father is done with her complaining so this is it.  My mom says shes leaving him right after Christmas.  I’ve already told my dad I’m going with him so I’ll have to switch back to my old school most likely unless my dad moves into town which I doubt will happen.  My family has been extremely sad lately and even I have gotten pulled into it.  I have spent most my time in bed lately yelling at myself and planning things.

I’ve been wanting to cut again and I’m skipping meals.  I don’t know why, I try not to but i keep almost crying every time I go to get food so I just end up back in my bed. 

Last night was good.  I was sad because my mom was talking about my dad again so i went to my room and took 5 sleeping pills although i still couldn't sleep,  my mind was to much of a mess and I was like that until A.M came in and we spent the night on his top bunk and watched marble hornets until about 1 am when my mom came to yell at us.  I actually had fun though.  It was nice.

I was watching Dan and Phil today so I decided to go watch it in my moms room and that's when she told me about the divorce.  she said she won’t be here tomorrow because shes tired of my dad.  Shes leaving early and shes going to get a hotel.  She asked me to come with her but I said no,  hopefully I can stay with my brother considering hes the only sibling I have that has their life somewhat together.

My mom said its to the point shes done with her kids, we are to much for her to handle.  That hurts a lot, I try to be good.  I’ve changed so much to make her love me.  Yet I’m still not good enough for her.  If you aren’t good enough for your own mom who are you good enough for?

No one in my family understands love or they mess it up.  Not ONE person in my family can have a relationship without messing it up.  No one here is made for it so I’m just going to save myself the drama and heart break.  It's not even worth it when you know its going to fail.

That feeling you get when you break up with someone that you get in your chest.  The one that feels like its a black hole and it seems to be creating a giant empty mass in your chest has been eating at me for the past week and its getting worse.  I’m tired of leaving bed,  I’m tired of eating,  I tired of interacting with others, and I’m tired of being let down.  More that tired, I’m scared of all of these and honestly I’m okay with that now,

I’m so, so, sorry.

~Anon

00:25

I’m sat here. It’s currently 00:25. My mind has been messy lately. I feel like I shouldn’t have friends. Like I should shut my mouth instead of talking. Yet I talk anyways. I feel like I’m annoying everyone I make conversation with. I feel gross. I want to be someone else. I’ve been unactive because I wanted to have this as a positive account but I have nothing positive to say. I’ve dicided to forget it. It’s my account. No one reads my post anyways. I’m sat on my bed right now. My sisters tanning on the other side of the wall. My parents are sleeping. And the world feels empty. My friend just went to bed. I wish I could have seen her today like I was ment to but she remembered she had plans with someone else so she hung out with them. I won’t lie, I feel jelous. This seems to happen Everytime I want to hang out with someone. They are busy. I’m starting to think maybe it’s intentional. It’s okay though, I don’t blame them. Everyone has a right to their own opinions on me. I’m so incredibly sad right now. I keep hoping someone will say something to help me right now but everyone is asleep. The world around me seems asleep exept for my sister and I just feel like a tiny annoyince in her life right now. I never said anything but I’m going to say it on here sense no one reads it anyways and I need to get it out. Last month I got super depressed. I swallowed a half a bottle of random pills I’d been saving up. I have about two pills left. They didn’t do anything. I somewhat wish they had. That’s not my only problem. I’m facing one right now. I just need a sign. But who I want one from hasn’t said a thing. I should stop relying on others to save me. I’m sorry. ~Anon

November

I hope everyone had a great halloween! It’s officially November now so now it’s that time of year again where everyone skips straight to christmas. Firstly I live in the us so next up is thanksgiving which is like one of the best holidays ever because I mean. Food. I am so happy for Christmas but personally I think it’s to soon. And a little update about how last night went. My sister was very upset and stressed when we went in there so I told her mum would take me trick or treating alone in the country. Of course I lied, I mainly only wanted to go with Aiden, so I went home and slept. We spent $130 on something I didn’t even get to wear. Great. Anyways I’m sure it’s no biggie. Gotta blast. ~Anon

Bruce: TIM! Are you ok? I heard screaming

Tim, in tears: I had a nightmare about the duolingo owl

Bruce, who's parenting books have not prepared him for this: ....what

Jason, from the other room: HOOT HOOT

Tim: screaming

February 21st, - 7:00

My family finally told me what's wrong with my father. We don't know for sure but his doctor thinks it's highly possible. We don't have the date yet for his important appointment but we should get it later today. I'm scared. I need to pray tonight for him. Please keep my dad save and healthy. I can't lose him. ~Anon

A thing that irks me about the way certain DC fans discuss canon is they’ll read a run that best fits their interpretation of a given character and then they’ll use that to correct others based on that run alone.

I’m fairly new to the comics but I’ve been reading a lot of them lately— I jump around as I see fit— but what I’ve learned is that canon is barely canon half the time. Sure there will be time’s where things that are completely fanon become widespread like Tim’s coffee addiction but it feels like so many of these arguments about characterization come from a miscommunication.

I’m going to use Nightwing as an example bc he’s my fav but Nightwing’s personality has varied a lot over the years. I just read a post that was very informative but the tone of it was like this is what’s ACTUALLY the canon personality of Nightwing and one of the things they mentioned was that Dick wasn’t a playboy bc he only went on one date in that run. Like sure I wouldn’t consider Dick a playboy either but that’s a total misunderstanding of where that perception of him came from. Nightwing’s playboy-ness comes from the fact that he gets paired up with female love interests a lot. In Nightwing Year One he kisses Babs and when she asks about Starfire he’s weirdly dismissive of her. That’s fuckboy behavior. Do I like this interpretation? No but it’s still in the text. This isn’t even considering the media outside of the comics: Dick in btas vs the arkhamverse vs arkham knights— they’re all distinct from one another.

My point is DC is old and they’ve retconned their characters so much that sometimes the same character shares a name alone and nothing else, but it doesn’t necessarily make either one more or less canon. We’re all playing in the same sandbox I think it would be more fun if certain fans stopped policing other fans.

I got a new jacket and I really like it. 💛 ~Anon