It’s the first half of his online username but with the first vowel replaced with oo

Like if I was called “tooken” lol

A dog sniffing, snorting, or snoring.

I’ve been trying for years to move out and never see them again. Thankfully I now have an opportunity to relatively soon 🎉 I’m looking forward to being able to exist as a human being without every single thing about me being a joke.

the silence speaks volumes. guess it’s just me, who gets extra drowsy when I can’t yawn

I’ve done so much self harm for over 12 years leaving so many scars. Got into skincare years ago which faded many of the old scars, but family finds it so funny that something below them is doing something out of its league instead of just knowing its place as scum below society so I’ve relapsed again with new scars from punching walls.

My family still thinks they’re calling me by my name. I changed the fuck out of that tragedeigh years ago.

Being stuck in a traffic jam while driving. I have a 0% chance because I don’t drive.

I ask because there’s no way it’s just a phobia. Every single time anything goes well something bad happens to balance it out. Yesterday afternoon I went for a ride in the nice weather but it turned out my scooter wasn’t plugged in fully so I only had 50% plus the tires were flat so the mileage was awful. Couldn’t ride for as long as I wanted. Went to the gym and reached my goals and also bought some fast food in the same day despite these bad omens and some of the food leaked in my bag on the way home onto my gym clothes then my phone holder randomly broke so I’ll need a new one. Also my scooter tires were flat so I had to inflate them which took a long time and almost made me late to work. The valve is hard to unscrew and I got a blister on my thumb that hurts like hell. Also my back hurts horribly and it’s interfering with my job alongside that stupid blister. Everything good comes with something at least 1.5x worse. My boyfriend is annoyed at how overprotective and overbearing I am of him, but every time I find someone I actually enjoy being around, they die. I can’t take it anymore.

I’m not, actually. Just wondering why crediting a disorder for creating anything is normalized to the point you’re the problem for wanting to be credited for your own work and be seen as more than a disorder.

It’s such a stupid argument, tell me about it. Could you imagine your disorder creating all your art and accomplishing everything you’ve done? Who would want to be seen as a corpse animated by a disorder?

But all of the entire world will blindly agree if that disorder was the stupid puzzle piece one. No questions asked, that shit made all your art and you should be proud of being a vessel for a disorder that controls everything about you.

Apartment. Houses feel like prison cells especially in desolate barren primitive wastelands the suburbs where everything requires a car or at least an hour of travel. Anyone with nothing to lose can break into your house and all you can do is make it too much effort. All your neighbors are thieves and will steal your mail, packages, and food orders. They’ll also not care if you had an intruder, and they’ll care less about how their smoke affects you. Just wear a gas mask if you don’t like smoke. It’s their property so you’ll just need to get over it. Happy and cozy! Let’s hope your work schedule doesn’t change so you don’t need to choose between taking out trash and being able to sleep before work. And definitely get some insurance to replace your replaceable belongings when a high schooler’s still-burning joint tossed on your outdated status symbol burns your house and everything in it. Spend every day with your pets and children like it’s your last. It’s the current year, live like it. You don’t need a glorified horse drawn carriage and a happy cozy cottage in the woods. There’s no need to maintain a patch of grass to show off you don’t need to farm on it. There’s no need to live completely alone where no one can help if you’re in need. It’s unnecessary. If you can’t live in a city the problem is you. Go buy an island if you need to live so primitively.

I don’t have a real answer and I’m wired af right now so this comment is probably unhinged gibberish anyway but despite being physically emotionally and mentally stunted, having horrible brain fog and confusion, and a lot of other issues I’d assume no one would love me for I managed to find someone without those issues who likes me for who I am and really it’s just about who you are as there’s only one of you and if you’re pretty awesome then any obstacle your disability poses is worth taking on, and if someone loves you then your disability wouldn’t even matter all that matters is tuts you’re your truest you and you’re happy.

I dread when people ask me to help them with their phone because they’re usually tiny as hell 🤣

Did you love those college desks? Lmao when I was in college ironically they only had left handed ones. If only we had full desks that were for whichever.

I’m the opposite as my hands are big af

You’re an outlier for actually spending time with your son. I mean for the children who are given an iPad and told to go away. They shouldn’t be spending their formative years thinking ai images are real or human made art.

I did it with my finger on my phone while sleep deprived

His intent is to provide members with a sense of pride and accomplishment

I love throwing the beehives in random directions then going after whoever the bees go after lol. Also trying to recover with cuccos pushing you off the stage is hilarious. Okay maybe it’s hilarious when it happens to someone else

I just thought of the zweihander and long swords in general in Rune Factory 4, and how slow and cumbersome they are lol, my least favorite weapon type

I buy codes from Amazon if I’m buying digitally lol