Sometimes I just wanna say I don’t give a fuck anymore but wtf it’s so hard
A book I adore has the quote “I’m on a rollercoaster that only goes up, my friend” (The Fault in Our Stars - John Green)
Now I would like to sustain the realisation I had a few days, perhaps a week ago, that I too am, like the fictional character Augustus Waters, on a rollercoaster that only goes up.
This said rollercoaster doesn’t exist. Of course it doesnt exist, it’s in a fictional book and also if there were a said certain type of rollercoaster it would be incredibly unsafe and so this is a metaphor as Gus is a big believer in metaphors.
And I would like to be too, however my metaphors aren’t nearly as fun nor, perhaps accurate isn’t the correct word to use to describe this but I’m going to use it anyway, accurate, nor also believable, as John Green’s.
Now let me draw your attention to my life. My life that has had only one direction, (not the band) this direction is just to appease others. Maybe live for others. This kept me going an extraordinarily long time and it felt good. This life having advised and helped and done things. But it’s becoming increasingly difficult to do and also becoming quite disconcerting. So what to do?
There is nothing to do but to push on, as difficult as it may be. As self-pitying I am, as sad, stressed. It doesn’t matter. My life is not HARD. In any way shape and/or form. Perhaps this disgust I feel every day is not because of what’s happening but of who I am and how I react to things.
I’m quite worried all the things I am or was sure about just isn’t the case. And the worry extends to my reaction to this sudden, or eventual jump into a reality I’m not sure I want to know about or live in. The stress of every day minor things is causing, as well as several illnesses which I don’t even know are real or just panic settling in all the time, snapping to ensue with everyone, and perhaps with this, I shall lose everyone and so finally purposely introvert myself. Not only to save myself from the disappointment in perhaps myself but also to waste no one’s time anymore.
I don’t know if you guys know this or not but the girl and the sailor didn’t even know each other, the sailor was drunk and sexually assaulted her in the street and they got off the boat. history lesson. boom.
THAT’S NOT WHAT HAPPENED
Upon hearing the news that the war was over, everyone was celebrating in the streets. The sailor was overwhelmed with the joy of the moment and grabbed a nurse and kissed her before they parted ways. She didn’t see it as a sexual assault, she understood that everyone was celebrating. And it certainly wasn’t simply a drunken act.
Stop trying to ruin this picture. It captures the joy of the end of a really awful time.
If I’m not mistaken, these two remain friends to this day.
You aren’t mistaken, they visit each other and their families and exchange christmas cards.
And this is him now:
GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT PEOPLE. LORD
Wheatley parked himself in the sink and Angie got really offended
“Saved by veterinarians SuperGatito
This kitten was born with deformed rib cage, which directly affected the position of his heart and triggered a series of breathing problems. In this situation, veterinarians put a splint on his chest and blindfolded him, it was then realized that the dressing resembled a superhero costume, hence the name Supergatito.
Supergatito more like Iron Cat
we can rebuild him
we have the technology
rest in peace you fucking toilet cover
LET US SCALE THE HUMAN
IT HAS CAT NIP IN ITS POCKET QUICKLY MY FURRY BRETHREN
I seriously fucking can’t with this.
fuck you sandy get in the goddamn box
Can we appreciate the fact that gavin owns a site called “fullpenetrativeintercourse.com and litterally just put his own face as a placeholder