ive been piercing so many ears in my comic that now its compulsory. i see an ear and i pierce it. edward elric perfect character design, one thing tho he needs more Earrings.
Edgy anime protagonist boys with blonde hair and a prosthetic arm who are motherless but have a brother and also two shows gang let’s goooo!
[Plain text: Edgy anime protagonist boys with blonde hair and a prosthetic arm who are motherless but have a brother and also two shows gang let’s goooo! End PT]
every day o need to save money and then there is some kind of little fucking item
truly possessed with envy any time i drive by someone sitting on their porch with a beverage
made this post bc I saw a fat man with a mustache zonked out in a rocking chair and it made me so jealous that I almost threw up
i think it’s appropriate, funny even, to trauma dump on ppl who are intentionally being an asshole to u.
“lmao u just don’t wanna be bald bc then u’ll look like ur dad”
“i mean yeah honestly it’s kinda traumatic bc i have a rough relationship with my dad. it was rough to go from ‘daddy’s little girl’ to ‘gross gender freak’ after i came out, i’m used to him being my biggest cheerleader even when we didn’t see eye to eye, so to lose his support overnight has been really traumatizing and i’m really sad about it. and like how do i find positive male role models if my own dad doesn’t want to be one for me? who’s supposed to teach me to shave or take me to my first suit fitting or teach me how to be a good man when he doesn’t even believe i am one? what happens when i actually do start to look like him and he still rejects me? it’s just been really stressful to deal with all the—”
BINGO
One time someone asked if my parents didn't give me enough attention as a kid, and I kind of just paused for a sec, then said "well mom slept at the office and dad didn't want me so probably not, actually?" And it turns out they just thought I talked a lot
I've inadvertently done this because I'm autistic and have been through enough trauma therapy that I can just talk about that stuff without getting upset now, so sometimes people say something jokingly and I give a perfectly honest answer. And I only notice when they go silent and stare at me like I've grown a second head, but even funnier is when they start apologizing. Because then you know they were making a joke at your expense. And they won't be doing it again.
There was a salesman/account rep that everyone in my mom's building disliked. He was apparently somewhere between "asshole frat boy" and "scummy used car salesman," but he knew just where the line was and apparently enjoyed putting his toes on it, but never over.
They were stuck with him, basically.
One day, mom was sitting in the samples room, looking through some data with a couple of other people working at nearby stations, and this guy comes in, sees my mom, and decides he's going to have some fun.
"Hey, nice hat!" he says. "Having a bad hair day? Dye job go bad?"
My mother sets down her work, and reaches up, taking off her hat. "No. Chemotherapy. "
Now confronted with her bald head, he freezes, his life flashing before his eyes.
"For stage 4 breast cancer," my mother says, never changing expression.
He is now actively praying for death, as every other person in the room has stopped their work, and are staring at him.
"The prognosis is six to eight months," mom says. She doesn't say 'until I die,' but it hangs there. She picks up her work. "So I really should get back to this."
Apparently he was mass reported to his employer before he got out of the building by multiple lab heads. They never saw him again.
Return Awkwardness To Sender continues to be a valid stratagem
[Image ID: Tumblr tags in all caps reading: #haha you tried to make me upset #but I'm about to make you feel something much much worse #awkwardness /End ID]
...There I was, veritably myself again.
This life is a F*CKING NIGHTMARE
you tellin me an imp this ossible?
“oss” means bone
most ossible person in this grocery store
girl help there is a mass of calcified human flesh in aisle 3
girl help there is a
mass of calcified human
flesh in aisle 3
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
