"Rest in peace, Johnny..."
SIMON 'GHOST' RILEY
CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE III (2023)
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i always think about how brad did jennifer and i cry every single time they were so “perfect” together. the rise and the fall of a relationship that she was deeply in love with was destroyed by a selfish man. jenn was never the same.
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Welp…passed out at my cardiologist appointment today😀
Guess who got diagnosed with POTS🥲
Also yes I’m in the middle of a depressive episode so I’ll probably disappear again :’)
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Low support needs Adhd/autism havers are all defenders of the neurodivergent community until Donald Trump says something stupid and then they turn around and say the most awful ableist shit that Donald Trump himself will never see nor hear nor care about. But your so-called allies will. And the violence will hit them, not Trump.
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SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY
sup guys I had a mental breakdown about editing yesterday please enjoy this newly written excerpt before I force my editor at threat of physical harm to let me post the chapter :)
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The ending credits of the movie was the only noise in the room, accompanied by the little noises Anetra was making, mostly asleep already, face buried in the crook of Marcia’s neck. Marcia shifted, just enough to card her fingers through Anetra’s hair.
“Hey, sleeping beauty, I need to get up, okay?”
Anetra just whined wordlessly and pressed her body closer to Marcia’s. Marcia huffed out a quiet laugh and ghosted a kiss on the top of Anetra’s head.
“I have tap class at 9:30, I need to be well rested,” she murmured.
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what if we kissed at the headache that blurs the lines between physical illness and mental illness
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You ever get the feeling that you're just riddled with tumors and your whole body would light up like a Christmas tree in an MRI but you don't want to go to the doctor because it would be prohibitively expensive to gamble wrong and learn you're fine and now in six figure debt for no reason?
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somebody plan my funeral i dont think im going to be with u guys much longer (i have a headache and a sore throat) (iwant a pink coffin with ribbons pls!!@!!!!#!!!!!!)
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just discovered this song named “Strangers” by Ethel Cain.
and that one chorus sent me back into the void, my soul ascended, im physically sick, got me staring into the oblivions as i laid down on my bedroom floor, had me leaning back against the bathroom AND bedroom wall, had my stomach tied in a knot, connected me with the nature, anything you guys can think of. i’ve been pacing around in my room for like 15mins, questioning my whole existence and purpose in life.
because what the actual fuck.
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