After.

Seasonings like dried herbs go before 👌😫

The first step to him taking over America and misusing the military to take over other countries until he has world domination and requires everyone to use 𝕏 accounts as government ID, banking, and the only source for news, communication, media, education, and entertainment.

Yeah. Reheated pizza and most leftovers from restaurants

Don’t forget the Domini Can!

Did we give up on calling it Twitter as well? I refuse to call it 𝕏

A good ride on a bike or scooter

Everyone’s weird on there to the point that bullying is pointless. I think it’s a good thing so these people can get their weirdness out of their systems as kids/teens and not be attention seeking tiktok zombies as adults. I’ve seen fanart of Learn & Discover Home when I was looking for copies of the game for sale (listen I collect bad games and I think that’s the absolute worst) and wondered how anyone would make fanfiction of characters whose personalities are as deep as a dent.

I don’t think I will. I’m boring in bed.

Is that any of that meditation nonsense that shit just backfires and makes me ruminate more

Cool, now throw those thoughts down that one hole over there !0x255@sh.itjust.works

Do what? All my hobbies feel like unpaid work and actual work feels like the last remotely fulfilling thing in my life.

I make $700 a week at Amazon and $200 a week with DoorDash but I still don’t have my own apartment. On the plus side I have several months of expenses saved so I can take days off anytime (amazon is flexible as hell) but I really need to live alone where I can optimize my life for maximum peace and receive mail in my legal name. I really want (and need) to live in an apartment close enough to my warehouse that I can walk, bike, or ride public transit for less than 30 minutes. Preferably riding a bike or escooter in the early afternoon like whooooooosh

I’m not broke but I’m not ultra I Can’t See The Ground From My Window And My Dog Is My Alarm Clock rich. Not yet anyway, I will not stop trying to make money until I live in a multimillion dollar palace in the sky with like 10 bedrooms that are all mine, my animals’, and my husband’s.

Tl;dr I make $700 weekly and more if the stars align

I think the novelty of each piece of candy coming out of a character’s neck made it taste better 🤣 the only flavor I actually remember is a cola flavored one. I remember trying the regular ones a while back and hating it

Internet. Surprisingly, that’s the name of my relatives and parents!

I just had my first necco wafers which reminded me of how much I hate pez lol. They were recommended when a coworker caught me snacking on satellite wafers. The clove flavor was an acquired taste but the citrus ones are a hard no.

If only the candy wasn’t bad

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These people were very lively children who were abused into mindless zombies. Every aspect of who they were was eradicated, just leaving a husk. I’ve watched people deteriorate in real time, from happy children to teenage husks, and the abuse is so bad, so unspeakable and incredibly isolating that simply not living is much better. The average therapist wouldn’t have any knowledge of these experiences, and they are so absurd that they’d think the child is lying.

They’d think the kid lied that they weren’t allowed to do any schoolwork and had to bring it all home, solely because they ate at home and didn’t bring breakfast to Eat At School, and the school breakfast is “french toast” that smells like cheap drain cleaner and is so mushy you need to use a spoon to eat it. That they spent the whole school day in the cafeteria with the principal, security guards, and five other staff members staring at them demanding they eat that slop. Real example by the way, ever since that I always would have a breakfast or lunch item.

They’d think the kid is lying about being ridiculed for an entire day for having a cold that caused a deeper voice, where all the staff in the building was so fake offended at their “attitude”. No one would believe that a kid would be forced to be a bully’s “friend” and be stuck in a textbook narcissistic relationship without any way out. Once again, my experiences, which aren’t even as bad as treatment of the people who lived in the residential facility. I was lucky to attend that prison like “school”.

But when a child or adult has weird and severe triggers like breakfast food, live action movies, or being in the same place for over 15 minutes; refuses to talk to anyone at all; or is incredibly sensitive to the smallest issues, everyone assumes it’s the disability and not the decades of abuse they went through on top of bullying by family, ridicule from the public who view them on the same level as cockroaches, and zero people who will ever listen, take them seriously, or even recognize them as a human being. I’m not saying I want these people dead, I’m saying that these cruel experiences and incredibly sad lives are exponentially worse than death. We basically still have eugenics, but slower and infinitely more painful, physically and mentally.

Whatever you know about these facilities, it’s 100 times worse. I’ve mentioned before most of these people could have been educated and they could have grown, but they’re “educated” with free printouts and YouTube videos while being emotionally abused, and physically abused if they respond to the trauma. They completely stagnate and are robbed of a life, like a milder version of the case of Genie Wiley, where the abuse is called “help”.

Realistically, nothing will change. The poorly phrased parts are a result of my frustration. Why are these people’s only choices death and a life worse than death? It’s horrible.

Bully was there, isolated me and made me an afterthought. Everyone practically forgot it was my birthday while enjoying the pizza, soda, and snacks.

Or when family just dragged me out to grocery shop with them for hours on end.

Getting a 99% grade, proof I don’t care about education and don’t pay attention to anything other than stupid video games. How hard is it to Just Follow Directions? I am so glad I’m not a child anymore.