Please feel free! I’m glad you liked it enough to steal it and comment saying so. :) That made me smile!
Please feel free! I’m glad you liked it enough to steal it and comment saying so. :) That made me smile!
Not good, as usual. My poor sweet cat is suffering and I don’t have the money or resources or ability to do anything about it. I’m tired of being useless because of my disabilities and I’m tired of being so burned out and in pure survival mode all the time. I wish I had the energy/functioning/mental bandwidth to put some words down about what’s actually going on. If anyone wants to send some good vibes or thoughts or prayers or whatever in the direction of my sweet kitty Ziggy and I, I’d appreciate it. She deserves so much better.
You should get a really powerful slingshot and yeet them right into some petroleum executive’s face!
Mine, too!
Dammit… Thank you for sharing this.
If I can do it, anyone can. Follow your dreams! I believe in you!
I recently saw it change to ;), whatever that means…
I’m not even 16, why do I feel ancient
I don’t know if this will help you, but I think that’s pretty normal. I felt similarly at your age in some ways and in other ways I felt like a baby, depending on how I looked at things. I still feel that way and I’m twice your age! It’s weird. Growing up is weird. I feel for you. 💖
I just lost The Game?
Ooh, neat! I didn’t know there was a fediverse version of Tumblr. Thanks for sharing!!
They sent me an email asking to call them back, and now I work for them :3
Woohoo!! I’m glad they handled it that way and didn’t get all weird about you not answering like some people do. Sounds like they handled it perfectly! I’m glad it worked out and I hope you like working for them! :)
Okay, I posted! Don’t tase grain me, bro!
I’m usually this way, too. I feel kinda bad, but…they can just leave a message if it’s important, lol.
Buuut late last night, we were having quite a mess of tornadoes and storms, and my mom was out driving with a dying phone…shortly after 1AM, I got a call from an unknown number with a local area code, and I thought it may be my mom using someone else’s phone, so I made myself answer it. It was some random super high sounding dude, only said a very confused “hello?” and then hung up when I, also confused, asked who this was.
I wonder if maybe I encountered another phone-anxious weirdo, lmao.
Agreed (with this comment and your previous one.)
That cute little mascot is just gosh darn precious!
Pretty damn bad. Everything feels so hopeless. Things just keep piling on and getting worse. Now I won’t have phone/Internet service to help me talk to friends and help distract myself from my disabilities/health issues/chronic pain/life issues etc which is extra sucky since I’m pretty much bedbound. So I won’t have a connection to the outside world anymore. And I still haven’t figured out how to help my poor kitty and I hate that she’s suffering and I’m too non-functioning and broke to do anything about it. I’m overwhelmed and I don’t know why I’m posting this and it probably makes no sense but I’m trying not to dump my issues on my poor friends. So I guess I’m screaming into the void, I dunno. I’m sorry. I hate myself lol
Hell yeah! This comment is spot-on and it totally rocks and so do you.
Does anyone know the source of the art? I love it! (Even moreso because the little mushroom friend has a huge knife for some reason.)