#3.29.23

[pyotrkochetkov]

via canes instagram story (3.29.23)

[dazed-hippocampus]

I was at the funeral of someone i didn't know. The church was absolutely beautiful. Cathedral ceilings, stained glass windows taller than you can imagine! But people I knew were there. My aunt and some uncles. My blouse kept unbuttoning, and all areas of my blouse that were sewn together unraveled, and you could start seeing my chest... I started to panic, so I texted Anthony to grab mcds and pick me up, but I couldn't find the exit. As if I was going around in circles. This church is a huge maze, is all I can think. Every door led to nothing, either locked or when I opened it a solid wall. BUT WHY! I NEED TO GET OUT AND OUT NOW! It felt as if the church was closing in on me, and someone was watching with glee because I could not leave. Eventually, somehow I got to this bus, it looked like a steam punk version of a bus, brass in color, tall pillars that bellow out black smoke and cold. I remember feeling cold with very small windows. So, in order for me to leave, there were instructions for me to kill these ppl that were blocking me from leaving. Of course, I did not want to do that, so I ran to this very small space where I could see the drivers seat. When I turned around, they were on the bus. Dread started to set in. I climbed through to get in the front seat. I saw that the bus was actually moving, but no one was driving, so I had to try to get into the seat. I adjusted myself into the seat so i could drive this monstrosity of a bus, but before I knew it, it crashed. I failed. I jumped up from my dream. Never got out. 

3.29.23

[edo-vivendum]

Strongly considering my options. Feeling torn. Alone. Life is hard. My husband doesn't understand me and has unreasonable expectations. I'm at work today, teaching, pretending to be fine, but I am so far from fine.

[craneca]

[killedbycorona]

oh I’m fucking sick bro. I’m trying to stop lying when about when I’m in pain and trying to stop my pattern of being vulnerable and then shutting down before I can let anyone take care of me or respond. I think I’m pretending things are better? they are at some points like I’m working really hard on my sleep and and and. my dad isn’t here to help me through it? my dad isn’t here to see anything or do anything or help me breathe because I can’t breathe and I can breathe and it’s good I’m alive but it’s crazy because he stopped being able to breathe without a ventilator and I can’t breathe without my mom or Matt calming me down and I’m trying to be honest about my pain and not pretend it’s not here but I wish my dad was here instead of my pain and I can’t believe I am taking off work to see his stone with his best friend who I really need to call more so I can have a sense that my dad is still alive through stories but he’s not alive. And I’m so fucking tired of my teacher saying everything is victomhood because now I can’t ask for help without thinking I’m playing the victim. shut the fuck up. how could you make a joke that my dad ghosted me? where’s your sovereignty in that? God fuck. This fucking email. I feel insane. I’m trying to see the good in everything still but having this rage underneath makes me feel like a liar when I know rationally I can have conflicting emotions. Fuck dude. This email bro.

global health emergency is all done! went bye bye! and my dad didn’t survive? three years later and everything is getting all “normal” post covid but my dad’s in the fucking ground and the sky? if I am okay during the day, it all crashes down on me at night. I’m sick bro I’m fucking sick I fucking hate this I will never stop being enraged fuck this. He should be here what the fuck

I wish I was in Colorado with everyone who took care of me then and not in New York because these feelings… I feel like I did three years ago. I’m in a moldy basement apartment with a mealtrain and buttered noodles and peas and donations and so many dying orchids. everything in a box. my hair to my belly, long and brown. ptsd bro. everyone visiting in masks and panic attacks. fuck

[purenumbers]

3/29/23

3! = 29 - 23

Also:

3^2 = 9 * |2 - 3|

Also:

3 = 2 * 9 ÷ 2 ÷ 3

[shop5]

i’m not saying the quest to reunite all the factions of Mandalore should end with the Armorer and Bo Katan getting married but I’m not not saying that

[magic-is-something-we-create]

time for a brief writing liveblog (i am making dinner tonight and idk if ill keep writing after that - depends on my spoon count)

marika is at a toy store right now talking to the kindest little old man and she has never been more on edge in her life

[justanotherhockeyfinnatic]

[all-the-trek]

Star Trek: The Next Generation S4E4 "Suddenly Human" (2367)

It's a moral dilemma episode, does he go back to Earth just because he is human or continue to live with the only family he's known?

[lovestryke]

3.29.23

[gawdlysims]

The Biggest Posepack | In Game & Blend Files

Includes:

4 poses

In Game

Blender Files

Custom Thumbnails

Recommended to DL:

Andrew Poseplayer & Teleport Any Sim

Blender 3.0+

T.O.U

*Please Dont re-upload or claim as yours

*Edits for clipping only not to manipulate as your own

Do Not Share My Content (Always Free After 2-3 Weeks)

Recolors Allowed (Personal while Early Access.)

Don't take ownership of anything that I create.

Only include my things in your download if it is already free; otherwise, do not feel the need to link back to me unless it's just a nice shoutout because you like my creations and would like to bring awareness! AGAIN, this is only if my creations are already free. If it is still under Early Access, then please link back to me for people to download.

Download Here Public 3.29.23

@ts4-poses

[billieeilishdaily]

Billie Eilish via Instagram (3.29.23)

[spiceberrie]

Bratt | RAW 3.29.23

[fannyyann]

everybody loves monty | FLA @ TOR 3.29.23

[frostbeees]

3.29.23