He shouldn't have done that with his badge. It wasn't like the old days. He had responsibilities. He should've stayed on and made things just a little less--
No. That never worked.
Terry Pratchett, Jingo
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Ran my cigs through the washing machine last night, they were the last three I had in my quit smoking pack. This is a sign from god and I am upset about it LIKE DAMN, I REALLYCWANTED THOSE
Too stubborn and broke to buy more. A heartbreaking conclusion
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Disabled!Eddie Drabble
In which Eddie gets tired. (This was therapeutic to write.)
Words: 300
Warnings: none
Eddie was halfway across the bars when his elbows locked and he fell. Steve caught him fast, his arms tight around Eddie’s chest.
“I gotchu. There we go. You want a rest?”
“Yeah.”
Steve carried Eddie over to the chair and set him down. It wasn’t until he stepped back that Steve noticed the tears coursing down Eddie’s cheeks.
“Eddie, baby, are you hurt?”
Eddie shook his head.
“No. No, just a cramp.”
“You need the roller?”
Eddie had been doing physical therapy every day for two years now, so Steve knew the drill. Monday Wednesday Friday they did standard muscle building. Tuesday and Thursday Eddie did walking lessons.
Eddie just shook his head.
“I’m okay.”
“Tell me what you need.”
“I’m just… I’m so tired of trying, Stevie.”
“I know.” Steve brushed Eddie’s hair out of his face. I know.”
“I think I might… I might be done.”
“Okay. Let’s take a break. Ice cream?”
“I mean done for good.”
Steve went very still.
“Done with what, exactly?”
“Done with trying to walk. I think… I might just never do it.” Eddie’s chin crumpled and tears filled his eyes. “I’m sorry, I want to, but it’s just— I’m tired.”
Steve cupped Eddie’s face in his hands.
“If that’s what you want, I support you.”
“Would you— would you still love me— if I was in a wheelchair forever?”
“Yes.” Steve’s answer was fast and certain. “Yes, of course.”
“Would you love me if I could never walk with you, or go up or down stairs, or use regular public toilets?”
“Absolutely.”
“You wouldn’t… resent me for quitting?”
“Eddie. I love you. And I will always love you. If you keep going, great. But I see the pain you’re in.” He kissed Eddie gently. “You’re always going to be my hero.”
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I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT
I’m writing this before I hit 3,000 followers. Which is getting close and I’m very thankful but I have to be honest with you all. I’m not happy with what I do on here or in life in general.
I would like to think that majority of you care specifically about me or what I have to say/create but it’s quite literally the opposite. Unless it’s astrology majority of you don’t really care. Which is completely fair. I understand you followed me for astrology but I just don’t think I’m interested in posting about it anymore. And I’m not very interested in the community anymore. I would like an audience and a community that cares more about me and the stuff I actually want to create. I don’t care how selfish that sounds, it’s what I want.
Anyone who’s been paying attention can see that my true passion belongs to the entertainment side of things. And it’s harder to build an audience when what you’re offering is yourself. I’ve enjoyed being faceless and under a fake- ish name but now I’m no longer that, which means a new chapter for me. I’ve had this account for almost a year now and I’m extremely unhappy in life. I used to come here to escape but it doesn’t work for me anymore. Posting feels more like a chore instead of what I used to enjoy. Especially when I know that some of you mostly only care about astrology stuff and not who’s making the post for you.
So yeah, I’m quitting this side of tumblr. I won’t be deleting this account but don’t expect anything new from me after My Astrological Beauty post once I hit 3,000. I’m not particularly happy to do this but I know I need to. It’s a distraction that’s lasted too long. I’m so unhappy, dissatisfied and on the verge of breakdowns everyday it’s not even funny anymore and it’s sad is that nobody could really tell. I have a lot to process and to plan but I know eliminating what doesn’t fulfill me anymore is a good start.
So sorry to those expecting more from me here but Evangelinesbible is no longer interested in this chapter in her life. It’s your choice if you want to stay on this chapter or move on with Sydney Mykah instead. But know I’ll never forget who was supporting me from the very beginning.💋
- ⚜️💫⚜️
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Your Howard Finster thought for the day! :: [Howard Finster's Paradise Garden]
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Quit trying. Quit trying not to try. Quit quitting.
--Two Zen Sayings
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