Trump’s bullshit ain’t working. Keep at it!
Sometimes it’s not that you didn’t want the job.
It’s that you wanted it too much. And now you're floating down some corporate river. Toward the wrong end of The Waterfall (TM).
You worked too hard. Put up with too much. Got good at things you never thought you’d be good at. Found your rhythm. Found your people. Maybe even started to believe you belonged there.
And then it changed.
Or maybe it didn’t. Maybe it was always like this and you just finally let yourself admit that the cost was too high.
That staying meant watching someone else get away with it. That staying meant shrinking a little bit each day. That staying meant carrying your own silence like it was professionalism. Like it was maturity. Like it was strength.
But here’s the truth no one wants to put on a poster: Sometimes leaving is the only way to protect yourself.
And that doesn’t mean you failed. It doesn’t mean you weren’t strong enough. It means the place wasn’t safe enough.
And maybe that’s not the ending you deserved, but it’s not the end of your story either (the waterfall).
The second log in 2DS Modding Tomfoolery. Someone helped me patch Explorers of Sky properly, so now it doesn't crash when loading the Giratina and Darkrai cutscene. Yippee! And to all the UniPatcher defenders, the only variables I could change were the ROM, which was a certified good NTSC-region dump, and the patch, which was definitely good, the one who successfully patched it proved it's a good upload. Your app just sucks.
WE'RE BACK BOIS
Ao3 being down was not on today's bingo list
Head spinning
Head winning
Heart cruising
Heart losing
Brain barely working
Brain thoughts lurking
Feet walking
Feet stalking
Knees yell
Knees swell
Shoulders weak
Shoulders seek
Forehead sweat
Better yet
Befuddled
Everything is muddled
Hands shake
Fingers break
I'm so dependent
I sure am happy I sent it
You make me loose
I am a really silly goose!
When you disappear I miss you
I don't have a clue
I trust this one
Half the battle with you has been won
How and why is what I ask
What if you are wearing a mask?
I'm stuck with a bad case of the what if's
Those two words leave me hanging off cliffs
I will let you slither into my shoe, you already know it's a slipper
You understand fart rippers
Head no longer twirling
Heart won, happily whirling