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WELCOME TO MY BIN OF TRASH LIFE

@trashbinofshit

A stupid blog about my trash life and how much I despise it to the point I rant about it~
Oh and it’s not just bad things don’t worry Somehow I’ll also be chatting about good things that happen to me somehow.
Just a Place where people can relate that’s all. And a place where I’m trying to be myself..
Feel free to ask Questions too!

Genuinely one of the first things I realised after getting into the veterinary profession is that people are way more complacent about fat animals than skinny ones. A dog or cat can be skinny due to breed or build or sheer age and you will still hear people muttering and whispering the dreaded “should be reported… definitely animal abuse” idiocy, yet when a 60kg labrador comes lumbering in, its breathing sounding like someone shot its lungs full of holes and looking like a purebred angus bullock with paws from the back, people are more likely to fawn and, at best, gently admonish the owner for being too liberal with the “people food” at the dinner table.

Honestly it’s fricking ridiculous. 

Purebred angus bullock with paws from the back xD

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What are goats even doing with those weird ass rectangle eyes tf

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For peeking through your mailbox Starin’ at your knees Going through your garbage bins And livin’ in your trees

So..my Dad and I had a “pleasant” conversation..

ME: “Hey Dad, what would you do if we had a break in?”

DAD: “Well then we’d all be Ho‘s.”

ME: “Did you just- that’s a bad word. A really bad meaning! What did you think it meant?”

DAD: “Oh I thought it meant like we’d be Dead or something.” STARTS FUCKING CHUCKLIN

Well folks, it’s that time of hour again...

Jeez. I think I’m just a sad puddle sometimes.

Maybe I am overthinking.

Maybe I am exaggerating.

IDK but I do know is that I feel completely and utterly terrible and scared rn.

Idk if my fams like me or not.

I’m not even sure if I talk about myself too much In front of them to the point they get annoyed af.

I just hope that I’m being a paranoid ass and that nothing is wrong.

But then again why am I posting here.

Not like anyone would care in the first place.

(ㅎvㅎ;)3

Hhnnnnm..I feel like. Idk guys.

I think I made one of my friends uncomfortable, they just suddenly stopped texting me and their being very ghosty.

Idk what I did tho, they said they were fine with being weird. But..I just. Idk

What did I even do?

Idek what I did.

I was just being myself and then-just poof- they stopped texted me and responding.

I think I may have done something, but for fucks sake Idk what I did.

OH MY GOD

Good lord ppl, I was just scrolling through my notes or docs and I just see this god forsaken poem. Like it’s Oml, it sounds like some old dude is master bating or something-

Squiggle and wiggle, and jiggle and giggle,

Here comes another one, rotten and fickle,

there upon a mountains reins,

lays a sickening nickel, squirming upon an old

man’s handle, silently it sings, silently it wilts,

there upon an old man’s handle,

squiggle and wiggle, and jiggle and giggle.

every other day i must drag my body past these horrifying fruit effigies the next door produce shop has put up in an effort to deter the harvest god from taking back the seasons fruit. again and again i must look into their wild eyes, see their many gnashing teeth and shudder - the apples inside remains fresh and crisp, but at what cost

They remain crisp for the sake of pleasing the fruit gods so that way they don’t grind their teeth on us.

Good biscuits of christ

I’m glad people ask me for help in the romance department, but like, dudes idek what to say. Like I write and read romance, but I don’t have any experience. I’m starting to think I’m asexual, but anyways- yeah. A friend of mine asked me for advice, but idek guys, I’m glad he asked me and I still tried to help him, but gosh darn biscuit sauce idk.

Just why do ppl ask me? I have no advice.

You might as well be asking a clown for advice.