@kymmchester / kymmchester.tumblr.com
Today’s aesthetic: insisting that incongruous or implausible subjects (e.g., historical figures, deities, geographic locations, abstract concepts, etc.) owe you money.
God forced this body on me and I will have restitution.
“If you or a loved one has been diagnosed with monstrous existence, you may be entitled to financial compensation.”
i am not microwave or dishwasher safe
...you're not wrong
boyfriend boobs travel
Boyfriend, job, hope
Well I have a boyfriend, and I have a job, but some hope will be nice
I also saw homosex so there's that
Today on “rules of English language I didn’t realise were a thing until someone pointed it out”
Yes, you found it! I have been looking for this, thanks!
English is a fucking dumpster fire and it’s great.
im so scared the rest of my life is gonna feel like this
Today...
Today fucking broke me. For the first time in a long time, I even considered self harming again. I haven't, and the fact that the thought even crossed my mind scares me. I feel like I try so hard, I bust my ass to be the best I can be, and everyone else gets praised for shit I do every single day. I feel like I'm only seen when I fuck up, and everyone else gets ignored when they fuck up.
Last week I got reprimanded for trying to take on a solo project because I'm part of a "team" and I need to act like it. Today the "team" made several group decisions that didn't include me. Some fucking team.
Every which way I turned, no matter what I did or said or what ideas I had, I was told I wasn't good enough, I wasn't important enough. This job was supposed to be a fresh start, and somehow I've fucked it up even worse than before.
I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know what I should do, I don't know what I've done wrong. Every time they reprimand me, it's for literally trying to do my job. I do everything they tell me to do, and the only response I get is "try harder." I don't know how much I have left to give.
My Irish friend didn’t believe me when I told him that in Florida there is literally a wall of orange juice in every grocery store.
Florida. My greatest American stronghold. The center of my power.
tumblr user orangejuiceblogging lives up to their name
Not to be confused with Lawful Chaotic, which is creating as much chaos as possible by following the letter of the law, usually to ridiculous extremes.
reblog if you’re gay, shy or a fucking idiot
how about all three
a power combo
Do you ever get the urge to like
Interviewer: where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Me: I used escapist fantasies as a coping mechanism to get through years of trauma and therefore never learned how to plan for a real life future
Alternatively: I went through periods of depression so frequent and intense that I never considered that I’d actually make it to my 20s so now I’m kinda just making it up as I go
TBC since tumblr’s posting methods changed
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Autumn photography in the fog infested Harz mountains (Germany)
