darkSpyro

shoutouts to google docs suggestions mode for destroying my assignment by not saving half of my work. very awesome. some might say epic

Look, I know that your parents still buy everything for you and the cost of a thing rarely matters because you're not the one paying for it, but some of us aren't babied by our parents and actually have to buy things ourselves. So that like 5 dollars you consider nothing to buy some random game isn't so trivial to someone who can't even afford to eat more than one meal a day. I'd rather save that money, but you continue to pester me into spending 2 dollars here or 3 dollars there and its adds up, man!

I could be saving this money towards a thing I really want. I have multiple lists of things I wanna buy, some of which are publicly available and some of which have been sitting there for years. You can see I struggle to buy things I want! Why do you continue to insist on me spending money I barely have on things I don't give a crap about?

still sometimes think about a girl that led me on Sadge

When you buy an industrial-sized case of mango hand soap:

1st refill: Aw nice, mango!
5th refill: I can hardly notice the scent...
20th refill: This scent is anathema to my lungs. It is poison on the very way I live. Curse whoever made this soap.

I've been posting more actively here recently and it's been really nice, kinda nostalgic. Can't post 100 times a day like I did back in the day but it's still fun.

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It's gonna rain every day for the rest of the week and I'm gonna hate it.

I feel like you spend more time doing housework than you do spending time with me. I understand a clean house is important, but is there really a scenario where you need to do like 5-8 hours of housework a day? At this rate, you should become a maid. At least you'd get paid to do housework, then.

*collapses*


dont worry this is normal

A month and a half before I see my family again for the first time in three years... this is gonna be a lot more different than the last time.

housemate: stores their **** on top of the stove (dangerous!)

also housemate: gets mad at me when they use the oven (under the stove) and subsequently melts their ****, making a mess. demands i clean up after them

and of course i have to clean it up. because i'm the only one who uses the stove to cook food

i wish i lived alone

I don't like feeling like I only exist to entertain someone elses interests. Friendships are supposed to be both ways. Why should I give a crap about your interests when you never once even slightly care about my own?

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funny cows


i just think they're neat

I would say you've lost your having a key to my apartment privileges, but technically you never had any, as I only consented to your wife having the ability to enter my home, not you. You ever break into my home to check something minute you could've just bloody texted me about because I'm "impossible to reach" (which is a total lie, since the only place you appear to wanna try and contact me is a social media you KNOW I left a year ago) and I swear that an unpleasant encounter will be waiting in your future! Thanks for waking me up 2 hours before I usually wake up and scaring the crap out of me because I thought I was being broken into. Hope it was worth it to figure out whether my bedroom was flooded or not, you absolute creep.

I miss you... I hope that you are happy.

It took me years to finally love myself. And I’m so ****ing happy that I finally do.

Sometimes I wish who I was wasn't so complicated. Part of me wants to go back to when I was simple, but I know that was never an option. I wasn't even simple back then. I just didn't know a thing about who I am.

October has been going way better for me than any other month this year, I hope it keeps up.

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This just feels right.

My family wants me to room with my cousin and I don't know how I feel about that. Not because of him. He's a very reserved person and takes care of himself just fine so its not like he's a bad roommate or anything, but I don't know if I want him to put up with me. Like, I have panic attacks, I'm prone to screaming in pain over a certain time of the month, I suck at keeping a space organized, I'm awake at weird times being lowkey loud. I just don't think its for for him to put up with all that garbage. I'm a crappy roommate and he has no idea of any of this going in. I'd rather be rooming with someone who knows all my issues and already has an idea what they're getting into.

I want to draw things but I am generally not taken seriously about my interests and it su c k s-

Being asked why my sister quit her job when they make her do forced overtime, work 13 hour shifts days in a row, work in stressful understaffed environments, not being taken seriously when it comes to complaints rude customers, etc"

hello everybody & people of darkspyro i am sorry
that be it

Craisins are just crying raisins

things are going a little less good but I think I'll still be fine.

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baseball...

jeez just help me make a solid choice already... too many freaking options... analysis paralysis...

i'm so goddamn tired

be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet be quiet

i cant focus please please please

Nothing says Happy Halloween like learning your grandma died and you never got a chance to talk to her before she died because your family, who was the only ones that could realistically take you to visit her, kept procrastinating the visit and insisting she was fine and wouldn't be dying anytime soon. That's nice. I don't even know if she died on Halloween or that's just when I learned about it because my family is absolute garbage with telling me ANY important information.

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Nothing says Happy Halloween like learning your grandma died and you never got a chance to talk to her before she died because your family, who was the only ones that could realistically take you to visit her, kept procrastinating the visit and insisting she was fine and wouldn't be dying anytime soon. That's nice. I don't even know if she died on Halloween or that's just when I learned about it because my family is absolute garbage with telling me ANY important information.

I'm sorry for your loss.

What is life? No, like seriously. I need to know. Besides a joke. Its not a funny joke, but apparently someone is laughing at my dismay.