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A few booths over, there's this guy who's so supportive of his wife's art that I'm gonna cry. She's been doing most of the talking since it's her stuff, but she's taking a food break and he's upselling this shit to everyone. "My beautiful wife made this. Isn't it the best?" Real Maes Hughs energy. Need me a freak like this.

Selling at a Beltane market run by a queer black witch and her nonbinary girlfriend (their wording, not mine) in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, and I'm just waiting for people to show up with torches and pitchforks or some shit.

They call me Mr. Peanut 'cause I p nuttin' on your dad's face

There's another vendor here with the same voice (like, speaking pattern and everything) as Jason Bateman and I'm losing my mind. Trying so hard not to laugh.

Selling at a Beltane market run by a queer black witch and her nonbinary girlfriend (their wording, not mine) in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, and I'm just waiting for people to show up with torches and pitchforks or some shit.

Selling at a Beltane market run by a queer black witch and her nonbinary girlfriend (their wording, not mine) in the middle of buttfuck nowhere, and I'm just waiting for people to show up with torches and pitchforks or some shit.

Some new people just moved below me. Single dad and his like 7-8 year old daughter. And I've been trying to be ultra quiet, especially later at night, because it sucks being a kid and getting woken up at like 1am. But I'm sitting on my living room floor right now and can hear this man screaming at his kid, calling her stupid and useless because ???, and I will no longer be feeling bad if I'm loud. I will, however, be putting in a tip to DCS. If this guy has custody of his daughter, I know the mom was like 10x worse (because Tennessee doesn't like to place kids with their fathers), but I know from experience that being screamed at like that fucks you up permanently.

My phone, as I imagine all do today, has "memories" and shit highlighted from my camera roll. They're almost always of my dead dog. Every time I see her in there, I feel sick. If it's a video that plays, I have to turn it off. Almost 7 months that she's been gone and I'm barely better than I was right after. I have to block her out or I'll lose my mind. I hate that I don't have the time to process everything.

Babe, wake up. New Man Hook Hand Door Car Door just dropped

I made $60 at work tonight. That's $7.25 an hour. I made $60 in 8 hours. I could have made that in under 3 hours doing Instacart. I got a job at an upscale restaurant under the impression that tips were incredible and most people left with $400+ per night. What gives?

I'm also not wanting to stay because everyone who's been there for a while is the worst person ever. Like, you leave something in a safe spot while cleaning something else and they approach you saying shit like, "So I know it's hard to do your job properly even though you've been here for 2 months, but if I catch you doing shit like this again I will personally fuck you up." Like, girl. I left the plate for the microwave on top of a towel on the counter while I was cleaning it out. You know what's more dangerous? Me holding a glass plate while cleaning. I'm sorry you're all miserable people, but that's not my problem. I'm fucking suicidal and I treat people better than this. It's beyond "I'm sad so I treat others poorly to feel." It's straight up "I'm a bad person and being a bully is the only way I feel like I have any power," and that's infinitely more sad than accidentally lashing out because you're mentally unwell.

My apartment is raising my rent to $1600 at the end of my lease term. I already can't afford the $1150 they're charging me, and that's while working 3 jobs. Turns out my state has no laws on rent increases. That's like a 40% increase in rent. Meanwhile, it's still a low-income community and I still am not allowed to make more than 40k a year. Meaning they expect me to pay half of all the money I make in rent. To make up that difference, I would have to get rid of my car, my phone, and my utilities bill. I already don't have internet because it's unaffordable. How do I feed my pets? How do I feed myself? $1600/mo for rent means I'm working literally all of my waking hours, and sleeping for 5 hours a night, and still struggling. But when I go to look at other places around town, they're in worse areas (somehow) but more expensive. I'm literally about to scout out abandoned homes and fucking squat. If I have to move back in with my mom, I'll kill myself. Not even being dramatic. I could not handle living with that vile wench one more fucking day. And my dad's become a cat hoarder lately, so that's off the table, too. How the fuck do they expect people to live like this? How the fuck is anyone supposed to actually be alive in America? This is the kind of shit that's going to land me in prison for taking a tire iron to some politician's head, I swear to god.

I've had two bouts of extreme vertigo today for apparently no reason. First time I was in a store and nearly fell over. Had to make my way to a shelf and crouch against it. Lasted like 5 minutes. Now I'm home, at my desk, and I feel like shit's spinning. What's wrong with me? I'll never know, because simply being seen by a doctor is upwards of $100 cash, and I don't have enough to pay my rent :)))

I'm getting real tired of the kind of people who hit and run cars. Like. I'm in Publix for 20 minutes doing an Instacart order. I come back out, my driver side side mirror is folded in and is now scratched to shit. There was no one parked next to me. Some fuck just scratched me up and drove on like it's nothing. Genuinely hope people who do that have the worst lives imaginable. You don't deserve anything good if you can hit someone's vehicle and keep going. This car cost me $20000. That's a massive investment. And you have just devalued my car because you're too stupid to put your phone down in a parking lot and your parents are paying for your Mercedes SUV or some shit. It's always in areas where there are a bunch of college kids.

At the gym and there's a woman filming herself (not allowed in here) moaning loudly while walking on an elliptical. She's louder than the music and the crowd combined. We're all ignoring her, but some old man just yelled back, "Try taking the vibrator out of your ass, you ugly cunt," and is now being escorted out. The moaning woman? Still continuing.

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Grad school is lying to you. You can indulge fixations on obscure topics on your own time. You can sit in a library color-coding notes on articles printed from JSTOR for free. You can argue with dead philosophers in essay format whenever you like. Academia is a state of mind.