then no chili, or pepper, or chocolate.
When my keyboard teacher threw a surprise test, he made us play in front of everyone, one by one. i never practised ( i only play the keyboard because i already have for two years and i cant let go of things easily). I ended up laughing when i had to go back to the biginer book, and i ran out after my hands were shaking so hard i couldnt play the first. fucking. exercise. By this point
( because my anxiety response is trying to please the crowd) I was gigling and laughing like a maniac. Then I broke down and started crying. This is made worse by the fact that my brain went through every chain of effect, reason, response, fuck yourself by the time I had cycled home. Well.... what the fuck do I do now.
I once was at a religious gathering with my parents (none of us are religeus but our grandparents who where with us are). The priest there said behind the back of my cousin who has an autoimmune disease that she deserved it as recompense for some grand plan (this is a hindu temple so past lives or godly forms or some other bullshit excuse). We own the temple so he was fired imeadeatly, but in the moment there were some temple goers who agreed with him, and my dad turned to me and we shared a communal moment of "lets get out of here" so we left with some excuse and drove off.
It just kills me when writers create franchises where like 95% of the speaking roles are male, then get morally offended that all of the popular ships are gay. It’s like, what did they expect?
what am i doing
hey ive been on visdurbel recently (if you know you know), and ive seen a lot if black shunks swirling, with a trail behind them. they ar not fish, nut they move in circles, what are they
negative interpretation : drink bad!
positive interpretation: eating 17 donuts is a healthy choice.