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I mean at least it was less upsetting than what I thought he was going to do.
This makes me even more uncomfortable than what I was expecting
You people Peel your kitkats?
I’ve been laughing at this for the past 10 minutes somebody help me
ho ho ho where did my motivation go
I’m screaming someone save him
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Jesus, leave his ass.
We learn fast to be very kind and attentive, tho.
My mom, who got her degree in Marriage and Family Counseling when she was 60, says studies show that women will sometimes sometimes leave a long term relationship to live on their own for a while before seeking a new relationship, but men will almost never leave a long term relationship without having a new relationship either in progress or just beginning. They don’t want to give up the caretaker they have without another one on deck or in the wings.
This is so sad
This isnt cute or quirky. This means hes a fucking hopeless user
Please date a man who actually acts like an adult.
Ok I lived with my ex for 2 years and he literally wouldn’t be able to get his own food if I wasn’t at home, I’d get home from work and he’d be angry at me for “making him starve”
My current partner has lived on his own for 8 years and the absolute most I have to help him with is maybe sending him $20 so he can make a bill payment on time
It made me realise for 2-4 years I wasn’t a girlfriend I was a fucking mother
Men who have been independent are capable of reverting if given the slightest excuse. When we married, my ex husband was 10 years older than me and had lived on his own for 8ish years. Yet (and I allowed this until I finally got fed up and took us to counseling) I did 80% of the cooking, because I was better at it. Same with the cleaning, shopping, social planning, etc.
After I left, in the first six months I got texts or calls asking me to please tell him:
I shit you not.
Then he had a heart attack (mild) and none of his family or friends were around to take him to the hospital. But instead of calling 911, he called me, who by then lived 45 minutes away. He lived 5 minutes from an EMS dispatch location. He called me, despite the fact that he didn’t believe me 8 months prior when I was feeling suicidal and I had to call a cab to go alone to check myself into the hospital for a 72-hour hold. I told him to call 911, hung up on him when he whined about “making a fuss”, called 911, called his siblings and then texted them “your brother is having a heart attack, I called 911 for him, come home,” and washed my hands of it.
Emotionally vacant men who won’t do household labor or emotional labor are not Nazis, but they aren’t good people, either, and you don’t have to put up with their shit.
Millennial women of Tumblr, please read this post.
And then please: make the decision for yourself to never stay with a man who expects you to be his mother and servant.
#annoyed father with his dumb twig son
“What time is it?”
“Time for you to get a watch!“
*gunshots* *sCREAMING*
friendships that fluctuate between really stupid weird flippant jokes and earnest vulnerability and deep affection make life so much richer
Tumblr asking for feedback, providing a text box, and then complaining when I put text in that text box, is honestly the most on-brand experience I can imagine
Newt: *tries to be romantic to Tina*
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Don’t say it
Newt: you have eyes like a salamander’s
Existential crisis.
Math degree story please
By popular demand, I present you with the unfortunate story of how I went to college and accidentally got a math degree.
I was tricked
Engineering. Fucking mechanical engineering. That’s what I blame it on. Fucking engineering. Fuck. I was thinking about majoring in it. i could build cool mechanical shit and blow up things but on purpose. sounds good right? So freshman year, while everyone else is taking freshman art & english & intro classes, I start doing engineering prereq classes. Most of which are math. So. much. Fucking math.
Skip ahead 2 years and I’ve switched majors to computer science. Guess what also requires math prereqs?
Fucking computer science
No problem right? I wasted two years on math courses, Hundreds of hours in the math building, which smells like the 80s and mold. I’ve probably already taken the ones I need.
Nope. Fucking computer science. what the fuck.
More math. So much fucking math. I had nightmares where functions are chasing me across graphs. That sounds like I’m exaggerating. no. I have actually more than once fallen asleep in the library and had study-induced nightmares. also I was on a lot of cold meds.
Fast forward to my last semester. I’ve already taken all the fucking math prereqs, no more math for me. This is it. I’m finally done.
And thats when I find out: i’ve taken so many fucking math courses that i’ve literally completed the major. I have literally accidentally gotten a second degree in math.
But. One final Fuck You from mathematics. only certain courses can count towards more than one major. i’ve already using one math course to count towards computer science. I’m one course short.
And now I’m fucking angry. And tired. So tired. I stop fighting it. I drop my shoulders, bend my weary head. I give in to the inevitable. i blubber a little. Say goodbye to the semester i thought i was gonna mostly skip & sleep in. And I sign up for fucking math.
I am so sorry.
algebra is a gateway drug, don’t do it kids
This is how I am currently a double major. Because math is every fucking where in engineering and now I have a second degree without asking.
