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#im tired of working retail and im tired of being tired
hybridkilljoys · 9 months
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I know people say youre never too old to improve your art but hoh boy does it suck when burnout has made it impossible to improve as an artist as much as you wanted to in the past ten years and now im slowly accepting im going to feel like a mediocre artist forever :')
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ashbur · 18 days
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vielle-art · 25 days
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bad days just feel like 15 steps backwards for every step forward. i wish i could make it stop.
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ilovelickingrocks · 1 month
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being at work makes me so miserable
#its not even that bad#but my anxiety is at an all time high here#im just uncomfortable#retail isnt for me i don't like talking to strangers im tired of most of my coworkers I'm just kind of waiting for this place to shut down#i don't want a job at all honestly#i wish i could just perform live music and do art commissions and sell clothes for money#but alas this economy and my depression won't allow that#nothing seems worth doing#i have no motivation and give up on something as soon as i start#i watch too much tv and get depressed i listen to too much music and get overstimulated and i never feel at peace or fulfilled anymore#and capitalism is one of the main roots of that. i just know it#we could all be so much happier. there is so much more to life than this#i want to travel#i want to spontaneously quit my job and take a cross country road trip but my car is not in road trip condition#i need to put new rear tires on before i should be driving it anymore at all#i want to be w my boyfriend cuddling & laughing & i wanna see cool things & see my favorite band in all the cities I haven't been to yet#i dont want... this#whatever this society is#working the day away not being able to be my own person 5 days a week and being too exhausted & depressed to leave home the rest of the day#i want to be able to live#i want my brain to let me function and my body to be at full health#i want to run through the woods on a cloudy crisp fall day#ive become so sensitive to temperature and numb to everything that i don't even get the same joy from being outside that i used to#also global warming lmao#ok vent over
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babydollbaron · 4 months
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you ever just feel like a huge fucking idiot who can't do anything fucking right and is just a fucking dumbass
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aropride · 1 year
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bloody stick figure image
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lepetiterik · 1 year
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I'm sleepy but brain go brrrrrrt
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butchdykeorpheus · 1 year
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bitching in the tags ignore me
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vinmauro · 1 year
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nothing like having an extreme case of i want to quit my fucking job while at my fucking job.
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zhuhongs · 1 year
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the ideas ive had for short stories that i may never right. but should have.. sighs.
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blewthecandleout · 1 year
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Of all the things I struggle with with my ADHD I find the fact that I'm almost always late one of the hardest. Because it's like I'm fully aware that I do it and it should be so easy to fix but it's like my brain is just being piloted by an easily distracted goblin.
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aqune · 2 months
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gonna be honest fellas i dont think i can be integrated into society o7
#blook says things#mostly cynical having to work amidst snow days because people who will never know my name#think i should run the risk of getting into severe accidents so they can make extra money theyll barely notice#and also just that even outside of bad weather we're forced to prioritize the ideal of a store over our livelihoods#for. same reasons. and its been killing me#6 day work week unsustainable and before then it was a few 7s#but i cant really like. go anywhere else#even if i did manage to get Employed somewhere else it would be the same slog repackaged as a different company#i cant really meaningfully pursue a career or anything but the kind of exploitative efforts i have to exert#for the only types of jobs i Could be hired into renders me wholly unable to. be. a person.#im borderline paralyzed half the time i actually spend at home so even the minute improvements arent really attainable#i dont think im built to make it in literally any capacity but i cant opt out and i dont Want to die or anything just like.#there isnt actually anything i can do to not live in agony. or to live in moderate freedom and happiness#doesn't matter if its my parents or understaffed retail store i cant seem to live without being tied to something that gets away#with manipulating and bending my every waking hour to its will solely because im too listless to assert that maybe i have a life id like#to live outside of it. i dont know. im tired i really feel like im inherently doomed to a slow and painful death#i dont need to make it big and be a star ive never wanted that but can i at least. long term. feel like i can make it just in general?#blegh.. its past 9pm too so this probably doesn't count but ive felt it outside of nightly hours plenty before anyways
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sexybabystevie · 5 months
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okay sad time
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sirpepperston · 2 years
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honestly I have a lot of money saved up from my bank account being fucked up. I could get by for a little bit if I quit my job. I could get a better job, ive already sent in a few applications to other places. one of my work friends is having her last day today. they're constantly overworking me and it's making my mental health plummet to where it was when I was in middle school and high school. I feel like every day I get closer to dependency and then soon addiction. I don't want to do that again. I'm tired all the time. I'm crying all the time. I have no motivation to clean or help around the house. I have to look out for myself or else something bad could happen to me. I don't want to work there anymore.
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kiinghanalister · 2 years
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so beyond tired guys and i still have to finish my homework and i need to take pictures tomorrow so im not a completely newbie for june and i just want to finish my gifset on my mom’s fast computer and and and
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starssunsoftheinfinite · 11 months
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so. I have been plagued. By thoughts.
Mainly of Loki. Loki being soft. Like,, male! Reader being so exhausted and unable to do much so. He takes care of them?? If that makes sense?
(Feel free to ignore!)
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Sorry for the long wait! Stuff got pretty busy lol. This was a really fun thing to get me in the writing mood again though! There's another ask in my inbox so I'll get to that after! I just chose this one first since I knew it would be more low key (pun intended) and shorter.
I also wrote this on my phone so apologies if its a little odd looking I'm not sure if it'll translate well on laptops.
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
Fluff/comfort
Male reader x loki
Pet names used (sweet boy, pet, love, my darling, dear (for loki))
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
Your day had been overwhelmingly hard and incredibly overbearing. So much had happened at work, the job Loki insists you need not do on Midguard but you insist you do your part despite your lovers royal status securing more than enough money for the both of you. It was a retail job and while that may sound simple any mortal such as your self would know otherwise. Heimdall brings you back to Asgard and can already tell your warn out, satchel bairly handing onto your shoulder. "ah, y/n. You look well." he said in a genuine tone but it was clear by the smug look he was giving he meant to tease. You roll your eyes playfully "ha ha" you said, tilting your head to emphasise each exaggerated laugh. "Loki is waiting for you in your chambers." Heimdall says helpfully, smiling softly and giving a nod to urge you down the rainbow bridge. The walk was long and tireing, your thighs and calves hurt already, the hours of standing causing them strain, so a long walk was not ideal. Finally you pressed your palm against the cool gold doors of your shared bedroom and you throw your bag onto the armchair in the corner. "be careful you may break something" Loki teased and you roll your eyes, you've done that a lot today. You sit at your desk, planning to doodle. Nothing serious just mindless scribbles until your mind feels less like bile. You pull out the drawer and take out a pencil then go to sharpen it. Snap. The led breaks. Snap. It breaks again. Snap- "ugh!" you yell. Loki had already been keeping an eye on you, easily able to tell something was testing your patience. His eyes widen and he stands from where he lay on the bed, shutting his book. "Love? Are you quite alright?" he whispers softly, standing beside you but not too close, wanting to give you your space. "Im- mm" you barely begin the second word before your face is scrunching up and you whimper. Today had been so difficult but now you'd been pushed over the edge by something so small. Hands reach out to cup your face, crouching down a little to your sitting level "oh my sweet boy, no, don't cry. It's alright. I'm here my Darling." he cooes and you sink into his touch, whimpering and quivering. "today has been difficult hasn't it pet?" all you could do was nod. There was a comfortable silence between you two as he held you close. "up to your feet sweet boy, come to bed with me." he offers, gently helping you out of your seat and leading you to the soft sheets and comfort of bed. Loki crawls in and opens his arms, motioning you to lay against his chest and you happily do so. He runs his fingers through your hair" everything will be all right my love, everything will be alright. "he soothes and it's like his words are law. Your muscles loosen and your head grows empty, far too focused on the calming sound of his voice the gentle touch of his hands." there you are. No need to worry or fret. I am here. You are safe here. " he hummed. As the world melted away and all you could hear was Lokis voice and the comforting continuous sound of his heart beat, all you could feel was his hands on your skin and in your hair, and all you could smell was the warm scent of his lavender shampoo and black cherry soap, you felt your eyes grow heavier and heavier. "that's it sweet boy, you deserve rest. Take as much as you need. I will be right here when you wake. I promise." he hooked a finger under your jaw and tilted your head up ever so slightly. He craned his neck and pressed a kiss to your forehead, "I love you, my sweet Prince." he whispers and a small smile graces your lips "I love you too Dear.." your sentence trailed off into silence and soft breaths.
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