Keep your FUCKING cats inside your FUCKING houses. Period. Some asshole outdoor cat just killed one of my birds, on MY property, inside of MY barn, inside their own caging. Not one of the peafowl, thank fucking god, but I'm LIVID right now
Ao3 being down was annoying but survivable because you gotta respect the workers and every art gallery needs a closing time but now it's been revealed to be a cyber attack from religious zealots (probably American given that's where ao3 is based, there isn't enough information yet)*edit: turns out it's a Russian group operating out of Moscow - known as the 'anonymous sudan') and now I'm pacing the internet like a caged tiger who watched her sickly cub get hauled off for vaccines without knowing that's what's going on.
What news? What news? It is out of my hands. I am frothing with undirected fury.
YOU’RE TELLING ME THE NONPLATONIC SUBTEXT LINE IS FROM THE FAKE TEACHER DIARY??? PEOPLE HAVE BEEN HYPING THIS UP FOR YEARS AND SHE DIDN’T EVEN SAY IT??? I WAS WAITING FOR THIS BITCH ASHLEY TO TEASE VICKY WITH IT AND IT WAS FROM THE FUCKING FAKE-ASS DIARY????????
So, about Lewis leaving: It's more about the feeling of being isolated or left out or completely ignored when you keep saying something to the team and they don't bother listening. The feeling of going from being the most important person in a team bc you brought them their success singlehandedly to going to the feeling where some newbie is getting all the preferential treatment over you and you're getting straight up DISRESPECT. I know how it feels to be ignored in a team and it hurts. That shit fucking hurts. I'm probably projecting rn. I'm extremely hurt over this. And he had been saying for 2 SEASONS!!! to change the car. And they knew, there was proof, that everytime they listened to him, it worked out in their favour. Yet they continued to ignore him. I've this feeling that he was looking for a way out for a long time. He sacrificed his back for their motherfucking car. FUCK TOTO. FUCK GEORGE. FUCK MERCEDES.
Honestly surprised you had the audacity to ask people to donate money for whatever the fuck it was when these are the kinds of actions and coverups that you support.
Honestly, I wasn't going to answer this because it made me speechless and I've deleted most of these asks but if you fucking think for one second you saying this about me asking people for help because my child got diagnosed with cancer and we were fucking homeless gives you any sort of moral highground you're a fucking terrible person.
Get some fucking therapy instead of coming into my ask with shit like this.
The bury your gays trope has always disproportionately effected sapphic media and now the trope has evolved into entire TV series with sapphic leads getting canceled after 1 or 2 seasons for increasingly shady reasons but are still being pointed to as "representation"
Point blank being told sapphics are good for show but otherwise disposable
Stop stalking celebrities you creeps. I cannot stress enough how disgusting it is, seeing Charles being forced to spell out how uncomfortable he feels by weirdos camping outside his apartment and ringing his doorbell for freaking autographs. Leave. Him. Alone. What is wrong with you people.
Filed under: Shit I Had To See With My Own Eyes Today
A middle aged woman rode up to my yard sale this morning on a bicycle. Not a mountain bike - a kid’s BMX bike. Full-on Karen hairdo, dangly earrings, high heeled sneakers, shoulder bag. Rode over to the vacuum cleaner I had sitting near the sidewalk with a $25 price tag on it, grabbed it by the handle neck, picked it up, and rode off with it. Never glanced at anything else, never looked toward the house to see if anyone would see her, never indicated in any way that she even cared if anyone saw her.
Straight up STOLE MY VACUUM CLEANER ON A BICYCLE AND RODE OFF
I’m sure the cops are laughing their asses off watching the security cam video I sent them.