personal life and shit

for my english class we’re supposed to make 3 pieces for a slam poetry assignment and then we have to present it?? like wtf? shes telling us about how all the kids from previous years did some personal fucking shit like outing themselves and telling their whole life story like dude. i dont want to fucking do that? what the hell?

Here, in case I haven’t quite driven the point home:

i just tried PEANUTBUTTER AND JAM TOGETHER AND WHAT THE FUCK IT TASTES SO GOOD HOLY SHIT HOW???? WHY I DIDNT KNOW THAT SOONER IM 24 FOR GODS SAKE ITS 24 YEARS WASTED EATING THIS SHIT SEPARATELY I JUST THOUGHT IT WAS ANOTHER AMERICAN BULLSHIT THING BUT NO !!! ITS ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD!!!!!! YOU MIGHT HAVE TRUMP BUT YOU’VE DONE THIS PB&J SHIT GOOD AMERICANS CONGRATS IM IMPRESSED

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Oh yeah, I never talked about it here, but there is a new addition to my little animal family (that consists of two doves). I adopted this little 8 year old Chihuahua from the animal shelter about a month ago to help me with my mental health since I deal with some pretty heavy stuff, such as C-PTSD among other things. I had been needing a dog for a while, but service dogs are way out of my budget and probably not entirely necessary, as well as before my current situation, I wasn’t financially able to care for a dog, was homeless before that, and then before that trapped in an abusive relationship where said abusive ex also had an aggressive, neglected dog that was not safe around other animals or people, so the opportunity was never appropriate. Finally being able to get into a place in my life where I can properly care for a dog and also get that sort of comfort is a huge milestone for me.  

I named him Captain Softboy (or just Captain if you want to be less silly) and he’s a huge sweetheart and loves to cuddle and it has helped me exponentially to have him. It’s really a life changer when you’re waking up in the middle of the night sobbing due to chronic nightmares/trauma, and have a dog laying next to you that will let you pet and hold them until you’re able to go back to sleep calmer. 

some people make me feel so worthless, it hurts sometimes, I just wish to sleep for over a week without dealing with anything.

Also, shoutout of thanks to Aphrodite for lighting up my life and gracing us all with her very existence.