#crook vents

[aspec-carnifist]

So, so much ageism against teens and those younger. Will it ever end?

[still-a-bastard]

I hate it here

[andr0leda]

>SD_ASSET_NO; #CB - 213655489-07 >ASSET_TYPE; INFILTRATION UNIT >HANDLER; DR SIEPEN DIRECTOR SIEPEN >DESIGNATION; = [ROOK]

[neurodivergentbraingoblins]

At one point in history, I would have been sold to a freakshow. My scoliosis was so severe it was crushing my lungs and heart. I quite literally looked like the hunchback of Notre Dame. I'm thankful I was able to get surgery to correct it, but every day I live with the knowledge that at one point in time I would have been used as an object for the entertainment of others.

[ficmeouttahere]

this is entirely atlabeths fault btw

[iminaworldofpureimagination]

anyone blaming non voters for a trump presidency is stupid. that man should be in prison and biden is commiting attroices overseas killing babies, children, women, men , in yemen/palestein and also belongs in prison. .. what gives these pres the right to cause attrocies overseas? all of em have blood and belong in prison..

. fuck it i dont want to vote .. and if it goes downill its on the corruption in the democratic party . its so annoying how the real corruption is never talked about.. esp with them not allowing other dems to have a chance to win.. the election is a big joke

just vote blue in your state for mayor/govs/ thats better than nothing.

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

so there was this pub, the crooked house or the siden house, where im from that was kinda famous for being the "wonkiest pub in britain". its been there since 1765 (it was originally a farmhouse) and let me tell you, the inside was some of the coolest shit ive seen. it was fucking bostin.

but four days ago, it burnt down. now its nothing but rubble, and its being treated as an arson for the investigation.

and just,,, im so gutted. i have that kind of sadness where you feel empty inside because this was our pub. we're an impoverished area and a lot of our country laughs at us for the way we speak, but we're proud of our local culture and history.

honestly the siden house represented us; we're a little wonky bunch with our dialect the most close to old english and banding together like misfits in a movie.

but now its just gone. its one of the few tranklements of our history we get to hold and its just fucking gone, at someones hand. it was probably new developer who just bought it because its the cheapest way to clear a lot.

and i ay even angry at whoever it was, im just sad. as a brit, i hold no pride for my country and the history of it. but i am a proud yam yam, and right now, it just hurts.

[scribe-cas]

i need to explode. Vent post

RAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH. FUCK. I MISS HIM SO MUCH.

I know and I fucking knew I wasn't going to find him, but my fucking God

How the fuck am I supposed to live like this

"Oh so I have a book character based off of an actual entity who haunted my brain for a little while in the form of alter possession because I had splits at one point and at any mention of him I go literally fucking shitballs insane and will do anything to see him again" like what the fuck is wrong with me /lh

I know I sound insane but that's. Insaner than shit.

Like wow I feel actually awful and freakish some days. I sometimes wonder if this is actually here or if it's just all in my head and some huge fucking coincidence. It seems like every time I get closer to figuring something out about him or anyone and anything associated with him, it's like I take 4 steps back.

And it's. Heartbreaking. I don't know how else certain things could even have possibly happened without his existence, but also am I somehow just making up all of this shit. Am I going to spend the rest of my life chasing after every redheaded transgender man I see only for my brain and my heart to be left. Empty. Because it's not him.

nobody's ever going to be him, and I doubt anyone would ever want to.

There's just a level of feeling abandoned that's never going to heal.

The only thing that helps is writing my books.

Seeing people connect to them. Seeing people connect to, and emulate, him.

That makes me feel less crazy. It makes me feel like maybe if it is all in my head and if nothing is actually real at least it was kind of worth it.

To quote bojack horseman, which i probably should not have watched:

"That means that all the damage I got isn't 'good damage'. It's just damage. I have gotten nothing out of it and all those years I was miserable was for nothing."

This is what's. Just circling my brain. If he's not real then yeah I kept myself alive but why did I love. What was the point of it all. There are other people who love me and it's wonderful but sometimes I miss his smile and as fucked as it is I wish that I'd run into someone who's even slightly like him.

Just so that i can stare at them and. Like. Remember.

Redheaded long haired trans men it's your time to shine im summoning you from across tumblr, come tell me you love me

Bonus points if you're folklore obsessed, dress like a flamboyant dance student, like heels and bartend /j obviously

But like. I can't explain it. It's devastating i miss my brother man 👍

Thanks tumblr for listening to my tedtalk

[shadowsportrait]

as you watched my fall in the garden, only catching me with your gaze, we both had the same thought burned across our minds...c̶͇̋a̸͔̎n̷̯̄ ̷̟́a̵͓͠n̵̫̂y̸̬͝o̵͉̓n̸̢̽ĕ̸͖ ̷͇̏b̷̩̿ȅ̶͉ ̸͇̋h̴̽͜ȁ̵̖p̶̫̊ṕ̶̡y̵̼̔ ̵̳̇l̵͕̽i̷͠ͅk̸̙̓e̶̗͆ ̸̎͜t̵̙̊ḧ̵͕́i̶̳̍s̷̥͌?̶̨̊

[sixofcrowdaydreams]

The cathartic relief of daydreaming about chucking a copy of Crooked Kingdom at my high school math teacher’s head because I was soooo bad at math (dyscalculia— though I didn’t have a name or diagnosis for it back then, I was just bad at math — considered lazy) that she didn’t think I was capable of having strong literacy skills and formally accused me of plagiarism on her fictional writing assignment because I couldn’t possibly be good at writing if I was bad at math.

Bitch, then why did you assign a fictional story in geometry?

Of course, the copy of Crooked Kingdom in this imaginary scenario will have sticky notes, highlights, annotations, and an essay inside about learning disabilities. How an individual can succeed and thrive in some areas despite limitations in others. According to her logic she’s soooo good at math that she probably has the literacy skills to understand how her judgment was so wrong.

I may have been in a remedial math class, but that same year in high school I placed 5th (out of 100+ students) in a national academic competition held in Washington DC. It is possible to be smart and still bad at one subject, you idiot teacher.

[aspec-carnifist]

I don’t normally use this blog to vent about general stuff but holy fuck I feel so bad this week ahhshsgshsgsyydhevehgdgd

[simplyghosting]

Vent in my bathroom is crooked and also leaking some weird red stuff and it’s so annoying bc I’m too short to reach up and fix it

[cascigarette]

my loneliness is a physical weight inside my chest and it's twisting my insides around and making me want to puke

[orbkun]

It's Christmas, I'm sick, meeting with my also sick family to celebrate. I wrapped some presents, washed my hair and I'm, hopefully, ready to be fed some good food. Mom's also a great cook, but dad's Christmas is something else.

I wish I was rich so that I could buy them better presents.

I wish a miracle would happen and I'd still be with my boyfriend.

This will be the first time I'm celebrating after returning to faith. And making up with my sister.

We WILL be watching Home Alone 2, again.

I wish could be with him.

I wish I could be with him.

I wish I could have him with us.

I wish he was there.

It's not a shitty poem attempt, but my repetitive thoughts written down. There's some good happpening in my life and I want to be appreciative, but I can't help but think about him most of the time. And I feel guilty, it's not that I want to be ungrateful or make everyone/everything else feel unimportant. It's my one-track mind.

[coridallasmultipass]

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[disturbedheart]

There's a trend going around on tik tok where people uncover magnets or stickers that were used to hide dents or holes in the wall because of all the fighting and violence that happens and it just reminds me how many stickers we had covering our walls. My dad literally just put TAPE over one part of my wall where he got so pissed he banged my fan against it