I-eat-laundry-detergent - Bals

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A cut transgirl romance comic by Garun

Literally praying for a wriothesley system of a down edit, it would fit him so well

these 4 goobers!

I can smell the sheer pain of frozen runny nostrils, watery eyes, cold wet boots, foggy vision and numb hands😭

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clown cat

this whole debate about children in america not reading or doing math in their supposed grade level making my head hurt because teachers are pointing fingers at the parents & parents are pointing fingers at the teachers. when you guys should be pointing fingers at the government, at the system. teachers are overworked, student to teacher ratio is insane nowadays, they’re under paid, etc. parents are overworked trying to ensure everything is okay at home, have to work 2+ jobs, most likely don’t have the time to sit with their kid to practice educational things. but if we had a government that actually cared about it’s people who don’t populate the 1%, the educational system would be booming. if we actually invested in education where teachers aren’t underpaid, where there’s enough teachers for them to teach a good student to teacher ratio class, where there are actual tutoring programs that can come to school or collab with parents that work to help their child.

so many people are saying “well it starts at home” without thinking that a student may not have a home…a student may have toxic or abusive parents….a student may have a parent whose working 2+ jobs to pay rent that is increasing month after month. like i don’t give two shits that you were reading the declaration of independance at 10 years old. while you guys are debating on social media, our youth is struggling beyond them not reading or doing math or their grade level. do i need to remind you guys that country wide school lunch debt fucking exist? this country don’t care about the youth as much as they low spewing out that pro life bullshit.

we are all struggling and trying to stay afloat, but we need to refocus. the government officials are probably laughing at us as we have this debate.

Word Vomit

This won’t make sense but I just need to ramble to calm down. Warnings: I don’t know I think this is anxiety but it’s so oddly specific and I don’t know why but I just can’t and I don’t think anyone will relate to this but if you do I’d like to know how you cope with it because this is killing me

Sleep won’t come.

Tossing and turning and tossing and turning. Your head aches. You force your eyes shut. They open back up immediately without hesitance.

No side of the bed feels safe.

It’s too stuffy. But blankets are required. Blankets provide weight and warmth no matter how suffocating they may be. If one is present, then no other being can be. It’s faulty reasoning.

Any childhood fear is real once it’s dark. No soothing songs or mental tricks can change what your mind has already deemed as a threat.

A Thing lurks below the mattress. Silent and present. It will stab through the fabric and cushioning. It’ll pierce right through your stomach. Try to wiggle out of its all-knowing gaze. It can see through the mattress, so it’s all pointless. It’s meaningless.

You can feel a finger from below gently prodding at your side, because if you’re on your side then that’s less of a target for the Thing to be able to hit. It’s like it lives inside your mattress. Maybe it will press its face just where your pillow lays and lift you up just a bit. So you know it is there.

Feel it? Feel it pushing more of its body through the mattress? It’s from halfway down your ribs to just past your waist. Feel it? It’s pressing upwards. Feel it?

On your other side, the side that is facing the ceiling, the blanket has suddenly become heavy. Only that side. Only that side. It’s heavy. It’s heavy. It’s like another hand is pressing down. It presses down.

Feel your chest closing in? It’s tightening. It’s constricting. Breathe in. Remember to breathe. Slow. Slow and steady. Be quiet. Be silent. Breathe. Be silent.

Reduce your line of sight. Focus on the light in front of you. There’s nothing else. It’s quiet. It’s there. It’s still heavy. It’s still pressing upwards. It’s quiet.

Are you numb now? From the waist down? Move. Don’t move. Moving. Turn to your other side. Do it now.

Music doesn’t help. Turn it off. Quiet. It’s quiet.

It’s not pressing into you anymore. Your eyes burn. Try to sleep again.

Try again.

She’s just like me honestly

We need water.

Lemons.