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A Phoenix Rises From The Ashes

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just remember that no matter who you are, there is always someone who cares  

dont be offended if i dont follow you on my new blog

and dont expect it to be super active

(actually dont expect anything. at all.)

but the new url is @typicallyexceptional

unfollow empresspinto after you follow the new blog so you don’t keep seeing these…

I just went and deleted all the reblogs of this because I'd had a few people let me know it made it hard for them to go through the blog. (I hadn't realized anyone actually read through it? ha.) I feel like it's unlikely anyone who sees this won't have seen the three hundred original reblogs, but just in case, I figured I'd reblog it one last time.

dont be offended if i dont follow you on my new blog

and dont expect it to be super active

(actually dont expect anything. at all.)

but the new url is @typicallyexceptional

Five of the jobs I applied for over the weekend called today and four left voicemails asking me to come interview and I am a l i t t l e bit (a l o t) overwhelmed lmao

chipotle, caribou coffee/einstein's bagels, a security guard company, and a hotel host position all left voicemails

a psych hospital did a ten minute phone interview, too, for an overnight desk worker position

idefk who tf i’m gonna go ahead and interview with gdi

I GOT A NEW PHONE! A GALAXY S8+! It's thirty bucks a month but my old phone is essentially dead and goddammit I deserve something nice right now

and now im worried about the possibility of someone creeping up beside the window or the window shattering or someone lurking in the corner or the cat grabbing my foot if i stand up or my father waking up or my dog's maw widening to reveal a mouthful of glistening sharp teeth or my scalp falling off or my teeth falling out or someone with a knife hiding in the two inch space under the couch or never being able to sleep again

i am BEYOND perturbed right now because this is one of those recurring paranoias and i had only just barely started reassuring myself it'd never actually happen and yet here the motherfucker is sitting in the blind spot that would ensure id never see it until it was on my face, had i grabbed it from my bed like normal and now not only have i had a traumatic almost experience but one of my paranoias actually happened so now my brain has the proof needed to tell me other paranoias, like the bloodthirsty people in the shadowed corners, might exist in reality ugh i can't even go to sleep now im too afraid of a legion of spiders crawling onto my bed and blanketing my face and suffocating me and not being able to get them off because what if i missed one i cry

Yesterday I went to buy some yarn and so you know how annoying it is when fucking people put those stupid bullshit “don’t use this, wool is murder” PETA stickers on the label?

First of all, stop defacing stock in someone’s store. You’re not clever or saving the planet or anything. You’re making it hard for customers to shop and see the info they need on the label (yardage, weight, dye lot)… You’re making employees spend hours peeling the damn things off, and in some cases, you’re causing damage to the label and or yarn itself. That means loss to the company, which affects employees who probably make minimum wage, you shit bags. You want to make change happen? Contact corporate, you fuckhead. That’s where decisions are made.

Second of all, wool is not murder. Are you fucking stupid? (Obviously the answer is yes). It’s a fucking haircut for a sheep. They’ve been domesticated so long that if we don’t sheer them, it’s bad. Yes, some sheep don’t live in ideal conditions. Got a problem with that? Going to a yarn store and putting stickers on things isn’t going to change it or the minds of customers. For fuck’s sake, you absolute cockwomble, go to the yarn companies. Make them use wool providers that use humane conditions for their yarn, like A LOT OF YARN COMPANIES DO.

And third of all.

You. You precious, empty-headed little shitnugget. You complete and total sawdust-for-brains.

You put your fucking stickers all over acrylic yarn.

There’s no fucking wool in there. It’s all synthetic fiber. Basically, it’s plastic.

You fucking dumbass.

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tostadasheep

Did I ghost write this?