
u/Gene_Titor

Unsure whether I should report my ex or not
Involving being driven into the woods by my now ex husband until I had sex with him. I’m still dealing with the trauma from this, but he mentioned to me the other day that he was sorry and wanted to talk about it. And it was then that I wanted to report it. But we coparent so I don’t want to fuck his life totally up, you know? But I think I’d like him to have to deal with this a little. Even if it’s just the court and legal process.
Edit- called to make a report. They said I didn’t have grounds and probably wouldn’t hear back
Are we just ignoring that these two are essentially Yzma and Kronk?
Is this supposed to be a reference or are they straight up ripping them off?
This is a small cat. His name is Samwise Gamgee. He’s a good boy.
How do I write someone dumber than me?
I’m incredibly intelligent, but I’m writing a character who lacks a few brain cells up in the brain cell department. But I can’t even begin to know what that would feel like? Has anyone had experience with this? I don’t want the average dumb guy to be offended by my representation.
Did yall know
You can cut out the name of the MC during sex scenes and replace it with your own? Something to think about…
Does everyone feel a constant pressing state of sadness
I guess it’s not constant, but I feel like there are so many days where I have to fight it. And I still feel so sad all the time and I don’t know why. But I think maybe it’s just normal to feel this way- does everyone feel like this?
Food= pizza my boyfriend made for me
Edit- I know it’s depression. I do. I just don’t like thinking that I’m depressed sometimes. I’ve been like this since I was like 8, but it really kicked off after some kind of crappy things happened to me like three years ago. I’m on Zoloft right now- just upped my dosage, so we’ll see if that helps.
Where's my cover??? (Politely requesting contact)
smockses
flockses
that's a heck of a lot of boxes
This is a poem I wrote while moving boxes. It;s not easy to posses superior intellect and adequate lifting skills. God has smiled upon me.
Anyway so like a year ago I asked one of y'all to illustrate a cover for my new series of books for earthworms. Is it done yet? My publicist has a fist up my left buttocks about it and I can't remember which one of you was working on it.
Anyway, hit me up. I especially need the cover for the third book, Dancing with Worms. It's the one we think will do best.
I'm being sued???
Ok, so some time ago, I sat down (or reclined in bed, rather) to write the great novel of my time. However, I promptly fell asleep. Upon awakening, I realized, to my astonishment and delight, that my manuscript had been completed for me (refer to the hastily taken picture I will include in this post). And, I'm not trying to brag or anything, but this book has brought me massive success.
However, I got a letter in the mail yesterday from my cat. He's suing me. Says he wrote the book, which of course is just preposterous. And also, hurt my feelings. I mean, I thought he was my friend. And we live together. He could have just told me if he had beef with me.
Anyway...any ideas on how to handle this situation?
More movies that feel like this- especially colorful or cozy interiors?
My newest haiku
Overarching arch
Achingly overreaching
To touch your boobies
I’d personally say it sits up there with some of the greatest haikus of all time. I mean who wants to hear about a dumb frog hopping into a pond?
Why did he hop into that pond?
Anyway, as always, tell me what you like about me. I’ll always accept praise!
Write a comment to this post expressing how cool and wonderful I am. Thank you
Can someone tell me I can do this? My kids are 2 and 5, and I feel like I’m going crazy. I love them to death, but I’m so so tired. And they keep asking for me to pour them milk ahhhhh. Someone encourage me- tell me to keep going!!! Or I might wither in a puddle of my own feelings of milk and despair.
Am I a bad mother for feeling like this? Am I being tortured by my own offspring?
Can someone tell me it’s gonna be ok…please