My dad is in hospital tonight for the stem cell transplant. Mom said she would text or email if everything is ok. She would call if not.
After this, dad will be basically isolated for a month or so while his immune system rebuilds. No uncooked food, no food cooked by others. He can’t be around animals or plants. Isolation. He has books, so he won’t be totally bored. And he’s probably going to feel like utter shit and will be sleeping a lot.
Anyway. If you can send good mojo, prayers, best wishes (whatever rings your spiritual bell), that would be much appreciated.
why doesn't ray ever like any of your asks while you like all of his?? i feel like this family is unbalanced and ray isn't pulling his weight. i mean, just click the like button, dad! show your children that you support mom, dang it!
oh god he likes PLENTY of my asks and it is honest to god not a problem to me at all ahaha. He’s not obligated to like all my shit lmao, I appreciate your concern thoug!
Going on a road trip today with my mom today and this morning before we turned on the radio AGAIN i was like “lol it’d be funny if feel it comin or starboy was on” fucking turn it on radio person goes “this is feel it coming, The Weekend” and i just start laughing and get embarrassed again
EDIT: NOW STARBOY STARTED PLAYING, I’M FUCKING DEAD BOIS
I feel like shit. I have for three weeks now. I can't talk to my friends about it cause I have no friends. You're my mom of Tumblr, so I'm gonna tell you. I feel like shit.
Hey, I’m sorry. I went through a long rough patch where I had no friends, and I know how much that sucks. I’m sure if you came off of anon and asked for friends, a bunch of people would wanna talk to you kiddo! And I’m here to talk to about you feeling like shit, or crisis textline if you need. I really hope you feel better soon. :c
my mom did find my weed and she threw away all my shit including my vape and the quarter ounce of weed i bought yesterday and my bowl and grinder and just everything and she is super pissed at me. i fucked up so bad but i just had no idea she would be taking the car from my work. like i thought i was being pretty careful but i didnt fucking know she would take the car without a even warning me beforehand. i am just not going to be able to smoke anymore which is awful and is going to make my life even more hellish. this is awful. i dont even know what to do i am like not processing it. and she just threw so fucking much of my money in the garbage. like as tho i didnt hate my life enough now the one thing keeping me afloat is gone. i am making the same amount now as i did when i lived in new york and rent is cheaper here. i could move out if i really wanted to. but the security of being at home and not paying rent is keeping me here. and my mom is constantly saying i should live here longer and longer to save up money because otherwise i am just throwing my money away. she keeps saying i will never be able to afford to finish school on my own and she wont pay for my school unless i keep living here. she thinks im going to be making $10 / hour for the rest of my life and she gets offended when i say i dont like living here. my biggest problem tho is that i cant smoke weed here. or that i am not allowed to smoke weed at all full stop, according to her. i need to get out of here. i should never have moved back but i was dying in new york i was so physically sick with stress i was going to the doctor constantly and wasnt eating. i failed and i am afraid to leave again because i dont want to fail again. i just want to live with becca
My mom just walked out screaming at me for no reason, and tbh pls give some love because she was blaming me for a shit ton of stuff for no reason at all, and I'm beat down emotionally and I'm also sick, so okie fuckin dokie (she gets like this all the time and I'm actually crying everything is grand :))))))) )
Ugh, sweetheart I’ve been there. It’s okay, love. Remember that. Remember that I’ve got you and I love you and that you’re never alone because you’re worth so much more than what others think of you. No matter what they do or say.