This wouldn’t bother me at all if reddit didn’t appear at the top of almost every damn question I Google nowadays. Why are you pushing reddit for answers if you won’t let me see them?

Possum, I choose you! Possum: plays dead and poops itself.

I made the native font bigger on my phone and it fixed it. Thanks!

I’m trying Blorp right now, since I do not want to figure out how to side load Jerboa onto my Android. (Thanks Google you bag of dicks.) So far Blorp is great, my only complaint being I wish three was a way to increase text/font size because I am old now and my eyeballs don’t work as well as they did.

What’s funny to me is even if your predictions have been proven right most of the time, no one will believe you. Which to me is an even sadder lack of pattern recognition.

Or native

This is the only one that makes me question reality. My dad spent a lot of time working in Germany before I was born and we had decorative beer steins all over the house. I remember asking about them and as I started to read being told, “see it’s steins, like Daddy’s fancy mugs.” What the in the alternate memory making dimension hole is going on here!?

I read this article and immediately went to thank my husband for not drugging, raping and filming me. He was like uh, you’re welcome? Figured not drugging your loved ones was one of those unwritten rules, but I guess not.

This, extra creamy is where it’s at.

Zoloft, it took three days to start working. It had been an absolute gamechanger for my anxiety and I love it. 10/10

Godamn I think I need a flowchart or something. There’s no thread of logic holding any of this together. Of course he changed his mind and did some dumbass shit again. I have lost the plot somewhere.

Watching the robot cheerfully veer into the glass panel like a drunk on a lawn mower absolutely sent me. My sides.

I don’t want to have a nuclear war, my new birdfeeder is coming tomorrow.

Horseback riding. It can be expensive and I can’t risk injuring myself, if I don’t work I don’t eat.

Not overstimulated, but I have to be very careful that music doesn’t make me feel feelings, as I have enough feelings as it is.

First of all, I would spend some time being single and learning about yourself. Who are you as a person? What do you value? Second, sit down and make a list of all your uncrossable boundaries. This applies to every relationship you have, not just dating. For example: I won’t allow poeple in my life who hit dogs. I won’t allow people in my life who are rude to wait staff. Third, and most important of all, ask yourself what you bring to the table? Learn to recognize green flags in yourself and others. Be kind, be a helper, but remember your boundaries.

I highly recommended Pete Walkers book Complex PTSD From Surviving to Thriving. Along with What Everybody is Saying by Joe Navarro. These books will allow you to start fixing your “poeple picker.” So you can stop of cycle of being around the poeple who drag you down instead of biuld you up.

Best of luck!

Oh so THAT’S where my sleep paralysis demon lives.

I’m going to bake some snickerdoodles.

And my axe!

I think we are a lot more like Brave New world than Fahrenheit 451. The sad thing is we never had to burn the books. Nobody will be left who can read them.