20. He/him. Some kind of spirit lost at sea
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hes chilling in the background of my wip
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Evening Moon - Gerald Dewsbury
British , b. 1957 -
Oil on canvas board , 13 x 18 cm.
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My therapist suggested that I am simply an angry person when I am off my meds for an extended period of time like this. My empire of overwhelming patience and understanding is crumbling beneath my feet. I don't know who I am anymore. I don't like it, and I definitely don't like this impatient and impulsive asshole behind my brain right now
I'm so mad Worse Job is fucking me over again and they haven't even, like, had the courtesy to rehire me. I've been sitting here twiddling my thumbs for over a MONTH just waiting for them to say fucking ANYTHING. If they can't make it work, they need to just fucking say that so I can move on. I hate this stupid company so fucking much. I can't believe I'm so fucking desperate for cash that I'd even consider letting them treat me like this again. I need this godforsaken company burned to the ground
#“It sounds like you really don't like who you are unmedicated” - direct quote. Yeah??? Isn't that . The point#For context I have been medicated for 7 or 8 years at this point#I know it's late. This is a thought that's been cooking since Wednesday#Company can still burn idc. I deserve basic human respect and especially so from Worse Job after everything they've put me through#ripley rambles
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