Top 3 Most Unfortunate Things I Have Mixed Up While Not Wearing My Glasses:

I am here to admit…

I never recovered from haz cheeseburger. I still say hewwow to ppl I know. 😔

… I also haven’t recovered from pop cat

TW : rant/dump

I’m not fishing for anything, I just really needed to say this, and I’m not willing to put it on anyone I know. Please don’t read this if you’re unwell. I don’t want to add to anyone else’s struggle

I just needed to get off my chest,

This couple weeks have been… not good.

My grandma has been making sui/homi threats when she can’t get more pain meds, my grandpa is obsessed with conspiracy politics and won’t keep it to himself, my mom depends on me emotionally

My shelf came off the wall and broke my file box and shattered a glass frame all over the floor

I spilled soda so incredibly that it got on my carpet, walls, floor, the bottom of my bed (?), my printer, my extension cord, my yarn basket, and so many other places I keep finding

I ruined an entire load of clothes with chapstick, it will not come out, and my mom tossed them

My air purifier itself has started smelling like mold despite upkeep

My windowsill is covered in mold and my plaster is cake and even my carpenter uncle can’t figure out my Schrödinger studs

Because of all these things I’ve been having to fix or account for on top of my medical bills and car bills and insurance bills I can’t even quite make it paycheck to paycheck

I don’t have the time or money to take care of procedures I’m supposed to have done already

My doctor says I’m in the chronic pain of someone twice my age and that my job isn’t going to work for me in the long term and my job is trying to shove me out but I can’t find another job that won’t kill my mental health, physical health, or support me financially

Im just stuck,

I’m stuck.

When I found that you were sad

All I wanted was to help

I loved you dear mom and dad

I would try to make you well

All my friends are full of color

Vibrant lights of time and change

Even so I helped them over

Fading colors brought by rain

Every hue that I contained

Full of angersadnessrage

I would take the time to drain

For no one else would do the same

Whether idle hands or aim

They all bled thru me the same

Till I could no longer take

No matter what was at stake

What will you do when I go

When my body overflows

When my glass container breaks

Leaking all the muted fakes

I have nothing left to give

Nothing further here remains

Leave me to my muddled colors

I will never be the same.

To alla y’all who put effort into having good alternative options for those of us who can’t have certain things, you have no idea how much it means. To see something someone has made with their hands in the hopes of including you? Pure serotonin.

In other news I had a sugar cookie for the first time in years and it made my whole month.

Small rant ahead:

The may contain label is bs. So much bs.

Like way to make eating Russian roulette.

It can mean:

-there is part of this in this

-there is a small amount of this in this

-this shares contact but is not an ingredient

-we did not feel like paying attention so we are covering our bases

-this has this in it but we don’t feel like specifying where in the ingredients

-we don’t know what’s in our product and because we buy certain things premade and don’t feel like looking into it

THIS IS NOT A GAME THIS IS LIFE OR DEATH FOR SOME PEOPLE

Real things customers have said to me:

“Well that’s not gonna work for me, I’m gonna need you to say yes”

“When I die my wife is gonna have me cremated and stored in a cookie jar”

See also:

<TW: gross innuendo>

Something someone said to my coworker who was using a can of pressurized air:

“You’re pretty good with that - you can b**w me any time”

This is what I grew up watching what all do u guys remember/ not remember?

Has anyone else thought about how weird it is that we regularly get random strangers’ voices in our heads - singing/humming/whistling/rapping etc?

Bc I’m laying here hearing some random guy humming in my own head and it has struck me as odd all of the sudden

I had a thought. It’s prolly not an original thought.

Watering he plants