This episodes really for the people with abusive mommy issues huh

Ok so I’m sure everyone realized the song at the end of GotG vol 3 that Rocket said was his favorite was the same song that Quill was listening to when we first met him in vol 1 (“Come and Get Your Love” by Redbone), but I don’t think we appreciate that enough. I don’t have any poetic thing to say about this, but HOLY CRAP did this made me feel a lot of Feels. Like, not only does this show that Rocket has been listening to Quill’s music offscreen (cause correct me if I’m wrong, but we don’t hear that song again after that opening scene, and that was before we met Rocket), but it shows that over the years, it has stayed with him. Maybe it’s cause it was introduced by Quill, or maybe he just liked how the song sounded. Either way, someway, somehow, it got the title of favorite. ALSO, I would just like to point out the symbolism of the song itself. The first scene we hear this song is when we meet Peter, who turns out to be the captain of their crew. Now, we have Rocket absolutely loving the song, and this is the first scene that we actually see him being the captain for the first time with this new crew. It really emphasizes the act of Peter handing the role down to him. Oh my gosh I don’t think I’ll ever be able to recover in any way from this movie.

Thank you Guardians, for the best send-off I could have ever asked for.

So long, mcu

Brentford vs Wolverhampton Wanderers FA Cup.

No one requested tired and fed up Thomas but I will present you one anyway!

Ok there is chance at this point I should go to urgent care. But you know what? No I’m good. This won’t kill me and it’s not that bad. Worrying but AGAIN! Not that bad. I’ve had worst pain for longer and so what if there’s 🩸😹 that’s not conclusive enough to prove anything.

I’m staying home. For now. Maybe I should go.. but not right now, maybe tomorrow if it persists…

I’m so dumb I swear.

My baby is so sad :( :( :( :( :(

Up late, still thinking of the Island of the Slaughtered total drama au & how it would freakin affect my oc. With Both Noah & Chris being gone? Whoboy.

Another day, another breakdown. Spent all day vibrating with mania, no rest. 

Had ordered a dress that’s the most money I ever spent on an article of clothing because it was fifty dollars off (if that tells you just how expensive it was!) and I was SO excited to wear it to Barbie tomorrow with my mom group because it’s just beautiful and there’s some pink and like, it’s a Fashion Barbie dress for sure, and I go to try it on and my husband can’t zip it.

So, cue tears. Cue more tears when I look at the tag and it says XXS instead of M, which is what I THOUGHT I ordered. Cue breakdown when I look at my original order form, and yup, somehow I purchased a super expensive fancy dress in the completely wrong size.

I sent the company an email through my tears, asking if I could exchange it (they have free exchanges apparently) but like, I don’t know what the fuck I was doing, I was devastated and I’m still devastated because it looks like I can’t do anything fucking right and everything always goes wrong. 

It’s just a dress, Joelle, what’s the big deal? You’ll get the correct size and then it’ll be fine. Except that I got it with the intent of wearing it to the movies with my mom group and maybe finally looking pretty? Or at least just okay? and now I’ll just look like shit wearing a potato sack. 

To top it off, once I finally calmed down, my husband came in so we could talk because he had an extremely chaotic work day and that was our first opportunity (nine PM AT NIGHT!) to chat about all the manic texts I sent him every ten minutes all day, and I started crying again and he just started yelling at me. 

So, you know, everything IS my fault, I can’t do ANYTHING right, and what’s the point?!

Okay, pity party over. Still crying and hyperventilating so it’s xanax and bed time. 

If I never watch Ep 7 again it will be too soon.

There are different kinds of pain in the world; stubbing your toe, a papercut, breaking your arm, pinching a nerve, having your uterus rip its lining out and viciously expelling it from your body etc... All of the different types of pain illicit different emotions and we all experience and express these emotions in ways both totally unique and/or incredibly common.

The pain I'm experiencing rn makes me want to punch old people. To be very clear, this is not the way I express the pain tho. Oh no. I express this pain by turning heating pads as high as they'll go and strategically positioning and repositioning them on the parts of my body that are exploding in pain while I binge watch crappy TV.

It's not a perfect system but it's the one I have.

Me, after watching The Last of Us episode 1

I just, I need to say something here. Obi wan gives that clone vet credits. He sees the face that helped destroy everything that he held dear. His home. His friends. His family. His religion. His purpose. And he helps him. He doesn't even hesitate. He just stares at him in horror as he puts money in his helmet. WTF?! HOW IS THIS MAN SO PERFECT?!

Currently in constant unmanaged, unmedicated pain.

I take (i think) 7 different types of medication, 11 pills a day, and yet none of it is for pain management. 

So my use of codeine has shot up, but what am I supposed to do?

I have a scary new stomach pain that started lasted night. It’s not gotten any better and is more pronounced when I move or get up.

It’s not worst then any stomach pains I’ve had before and I’ve had much worst pain but something about this one kind of scares me. It’s just weird and much different than anything I’ve experienced before.

I really just want to complain how my stomach hurts in a new way and so far for almost 24 hours now. Progressively growing in intensity very mildly and slowly I might add as well.

Tomorrow is said to be an interesting day per my prediction books 📚

I actually would love a hot water bottle right about now. I’m just going to lay here and rot and stress the fuck out about not knowing what or why or ugh.

aAAaaaaaaaaAAAAaa

i a m s l o w l y t a k i n g p o i s o n d a m a g e

i h a v e a m i g r a i n e

Laios Touden Period Cramps moodboard

[image ID: a 3x3 moodboard of alternating Dungeon Meshi manga panels and Delicious in Dungeon anime screenshots of Laios suffering from cramps and stomach pain, arranged in sequential order to show how his pain progresses. Laios is a blond tallman (human) in grey plate armor. In some images, there is a closeup of his face with a pained expression or crying, while the rest show him doubled over on the ground. In two manga panels, Laios says, "My stomach. Urrgh..." Narrative text from the other panels read, "Laios tried to say something... But overwhelming stomach pain and nausea wiped all thoughts from his mind. For an entire night, it felt like his stomach was being carved open from the inside." End ID.]

why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?