Two and a half feet of hair does not fit into a hair bun.
Fuckkk bunsss.
Two and a half feet of hair does not fit into a hair bun.
Fuckkk bunsss.
"I'm funny, so they let me live." - Skippy's List
The Wiki Matriarch, the Vignette Enthusiast, your friendly neighborhood Cinnamon Smol, and very excited to roleplay!
I play this rude little bug! Spell his name F E N N I K. No "c".
I'm stuck in Cleveland for a couple days. CLEVELAND.
I fucking hate hurricanes... FUCKING HATE THEM! To any out there that's been, or will be fucked by Hurricane Irma, or recently Hurricane Harvey, I hope the best outcomes for us all. It fucking sucks when nature swoops in and rapes everything away and you can't do a fucking thing about it... My best wishes to everyone out there that will be and have been dealing with this shit. What matters is getting out alive to continue our lives with the people we love.
"My life is simple, my food is plain, and my quarters are uncluttered. In all things, I have sought clarity. I face the troubles and problems of life and death willingly. Virtue, integrity and courage are my priorities. I can be approached, but never pushed; befriended but never coerced; killed but never shamed."
Gripe Thread Poem - because I get feelings out better with this.
Basically this morning I found out a fair bit more about a scandal involving an old friend of mine (the "you" and "man" in the poem). His influence of his lies and abuse has now spread to his ex-fiances (the "now dear friend" and "she") current relationships and mental health, and also that of a woman whom he claimed to be married to but we found out was just the creepy stalker of ... How I fit into this is that I became the communicator between a lot of parties when the "you" and "man" and "old friend" suddenly went missing about a year ago (don't worry, we found him ... in prison), and then I found out he had been spreading rumours about me, but I won't go into them. Oh and the "now dear friend" has found out her dad, who got on with this old friend, has lied to her about a load of things her entire life.
It sounds complicated. It is. Rant over. Poem begins.
You, Her and her father
There is pain to be found
As you hear the story of a now dear friend
A friend who told you the truth of a man
A man who is now not your friend
But rather led you to befriend
Your now dear friend
Lies, subterfuge, forgery and likely murder
Psychopath, maybe, sociopath, likely
Caught up in a world of suffering and misunderstanding
When you love that man who told you
Told you he had lost his child
Told you that he had been through hell
Told you he had been a political prisoner
His ankle - an injury sustained through torture
His scars - made himself through personal pain
His life - full of suffering and survival
His boasts - a struggling artist with great talent
The truth - he never had a single child
The truth - he never went to that country
The truth - he isn't even from Iceland, can't speak the language
The truth - he did not live through what you did
His art is a lie, he is a forger
Forger of nothing but being a stalker over a now shaken girl
Forger of nothing but fear by a woman who now is broken
Forger of nothing but horror of the rumours you spread
The ones you spread about her
The ones you spread about me
What was I to you but a rag in the wind?
You looked at my body and - what did you think?
In her weakness she thought herself in love
As you abused her, lied to her, stole her innocence
Told her that her father was alright
Told her that her father was a strong man
That her father was not a liar
But no, you are both two of a kind
Both forgers of lies, of sorrow and illegal actions
Now she is shaken beyond belief
After you left her out in the cold of abandonment
Now her father's lies come to fruition, to the surface
And she knows everything
We know everything
You were never an artist, but a person who copied
You were never a father, but a man who wanted pity
You were always a forger, even after your boasts
And her father - possibly a murderer
A cultist and a wife-beater
Probably a manipulator, a machochist,
A hater, a spider
And you both are liars
Will both always be liars
No wonder you got on so well
I've come to the consensus that humanity and society as a whole is comparable to a trash dump. Filthy, worthless, miserable garbage only good for breeding maggots and disease.
But, in all that trash, there are a few good items worth salvaging or that should have never been in the dump to begin with. On top of that, there are a few broken or banged up items that just need a little love and attention to be worthwhile.
Largely though, absolute fetid rubbish that should be burnt, buried, or removed. People are just the worst. Save for the good ones - keep being you.
Humanity is mean. I agree. But some people are awesome... Like you lot ^_^
So right, at the beginning of the school year my girlfriend takes in a doctors note to the pre-school saying that her daughter is lactose intolerant meaning that she can't have milk, cheese, yogurt, ETC. It's a common food allergy that common sense would tell people that read the not to ~!!!!NOT FEED THE FUCKING BABY FUCKING MILK PRODUCTS!!!!~...We'll get back to this in a moment.
About 4 weeks go by after my girlfriends daughter starts school and she starts getting picked on by the class bully. The daughter tells the teacher that she's being hit, and spit on by this boy. The teacher does nothing, my girlfriend goes in and talks to the teacher the teacher informs my girlfriend that 3 other children are being bullied by the same boy and the teacher has done jack shit! Further when my girlfriend asks to move the boy away from her daughter and the piece of crap teacher moves her daughter instead. The public schools have a 0 Zero! mother fucking ZERO tolerance policy on BULLYING!
This week has been a new adventure with the school system with them two days in a row now feeding my girlfriends daughter cheese in the form of Mac N Cheese and cheese quesadillas. The result has been painful and embarrassing diarrhea for the little girl during class. At the end of the little girls school my girlfriend had a talk with them about it and they tell my girlfriend that she needs to potty train her daughter and when my girlfriend asks why they feed a lactose intolerant child cheese they tell her that the doctors note need to specify no cheese, yogurt ETC. and then threaten to call CYFD on her if she didn't.
This is negligence, bullying, threats and harassment! For no reason except these teachers are fucking lazy!
And then people wonder why I think teachers are paid too much!