@miedosito

( 19 )
( english is not my main language )

garrosh would be a bad friend. like he would be a really shit tier bad friend just all around. like youd start to tell him about your feelings and your uncertainty about the future and he would just immediately cut you off and start talking about himself and how he doesnt understand why people peel string cheese when you can just take bites of it, do those people keep peeling the banana after it’s off the same way they eat their string cheese, how come people dont just eat it like a normal thing? and so you clam up and stop talking about whatever sad shit you were tryin to say because obviously he doesnt give a shit and he goes back to playing video games on the couch and yelling at the tv. but then one day youre shit out of luck and it’s like 2am on a tuesday and you know for a fact he’s awake, he answers his phone immediately, he calls you at 2:08AM on a tuesday even though you texted him first, probably so he could hear the sound of his own voice, and he tells you he’s coming over, probably so he has an excuse to drive his huge truck above the speed limit on the empty streets, and when he gets to your place he calls you (again) even though you texted him that it’s late and you can’t talk right now to “come outside” and you have to climb into his big shitty truck close to three in the morning in your pajamas while he eats drive-thru tacos and listens to bad music on his car stereo with the blown out bass crackling. he doesnt even drive around, he just sits there parked with you in the car and talks about how this band, this multi-billion dollar platinum record-selling forty years and counting band, is so underappreciated and people just dont know good music anymore when they hear it. and you sit there eating nasty tacos with him and listening to the full fifty four interminable minutes of master of puppets beneath the sound of him complaining about the way call of duty’s prestige system skews the actual skill level of the players. but then the cd finally makes it to the last track (there’s no aux mini jack in his truck since it was his dad’s old truck but he “fixed it up”) and youre sitting there with grease all over your face as damage inc breaks from the intro and then you start crying uncontrollably while james hetfield screams his fucking brains out and garrosh actually turns it off to tell you to stop it. and then he goes “at least i’m here, aren’t i?” as if it actually makes a fucking difference, like he wants some fuckin credit for doing the absolute bare minimum, but all you do is say “yeah” and wipe your face with a scratchy napkin. “i better get some sleep” you say and he goes “yeah” and you slip out of his jacked-up truck and neither of you say anything else but you can hear the first few strums of battery rattling his windows as he drives away listening to the same fucking cd again. three hours later you jump out of your skin from dead sleep to a snapchat notification. garrosh has sent you a picture of a small 7-11 coffee with nearly a fistful of empty caramel flavor shots discarded beside it. there is no caption

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i rly tried to save up myself but i'm not gonna have enough money, especially with an upcoming electricity bill.

hi guys i'm dave i'm a transmasc and i have an appointment to start hormones coming up in less than 2 weeks. i've been desperate to start hrt for years now and i booked the appointment 6 months ago so i really can't rebook it, but at the moment i'm not gonna be able to afford it. i also really need a new binder. so if you can d0nate or b00st i'd really appreciate it!!!!

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Black, autistic, nonbinary. Blah blah blah PTSD recent trauma has led to panic attacks and financial instability so I’m asking for some help with getting my phone cut back on and some help with groceries until I start to get stable at this job.

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just because an ant wont die from falling off a building doesnt mean he wont be crying and screaming the whole way down

once i was at the philly museum of art and a security guard saw me looking at this sculpture that is just a head of romaine lettuce tied to a block of granite with a piece of wire (sculpture that eats by giovanni anselmo) and he was like. i’m here sometimes when the lettuce guy comes in to change the lettuce.