My irish breakfast tea seems to have fallen from my purse or simply been lost in it.
I am reduced to earl grey without lavender.
Life really does start coming and never stop coming.
HYUNJIN FUCKING KNOWS... HE KNOWS B ME IS TRAUMA FOR STAYS... HE REACTED TO MIXTAPE ON TRACK AND HE ASKED WHAT THE NEXT STORY WAS AND HE SAID "EX" AND THEN HE SAID OH YAAA B ME IS NEXT... BUT THEN HE ALMOST SAID "BUT B ME DOES NOT HAVE..." AND THEN HE HAS THE AUDACITY TO PAUSE AND SAY "SORRY, STAYS DONT LIKE TALKING ABOUT THAT..." OR SOMETHING ALONG THOSE LINES BEING VERY VERY AWARE THAT THE LACK OF AN MV FOR B ME IS AN OPEN WOUND...
Me: *gets bored*
Me: *draws a llama*
Me: "Nope...still bored...but now I'm bored and have a drawing of a llama"
(The Drawing, which isn't really surprising:)
NO, I DID NOT TRACE
being a person is funny because like. i forgot my earbuds were in a pocket without the case and managed to lose one and i was just like ah well least i still got one but then a few hours later i realized i forgot to take a pair of pokemon cards out of my jeans before i put them in the wash and now i kinda wanna cry.
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Going through some stuff right now - so I’m going to take a step back on social media for awhile. If you follow me for fdtd things (and why else would you haha) I do have a queue built up of a lot of great posts from our talented fandom! But I might not see new stuff/comments/asks etc right away, sorry. 💖💖💖
with the new kophie drama llama ahead. my two cents.
even when they got together the second time, they barely spent time together to learn about this new version of themselves. while sophie saw drunk kevin, she never saw the recovering kevin. the struggles he went through this journey. she didn’t see him when he battled his addiction as well as the loneliness over the years. his equation with randall. she didn’t see him after their divorce. and doesn’t know this person.
similarly with kevin. he doesn’t know sophie. he doesn’t know her hopes and dreams. that must have changed after her second marriage fell apart. how grant was part of the equation. what is she now. we don’t know nothing of her.
what they feel for each other is a glorious reminder of their beautiful past and that nostalgia that things could never be the same. they could never be safe. time is not the same.
they both changed. while stans will say that is why they will end up together. coz now they have changed the pieces will fit better. i don’t agree with that. logistics aside, these two people will always fall back to their old habits with each other. somewhere along the way, they will search their old selves in each other and that is when it will all hell break lose. it is kevin who has never come through for sophie. it is kevin whose top priority are his kids now. while sophie will always understand, doesn’t she deserved to be a priority too? she won’t come in between that but doesn’t that give her the short end of the straw. (we won’t even talk about the coparenting dynamics here)
anyways, all of this aside there are multiple reasons why they are toxic and shouldn’t be together. if people don’t want to see that, up to them. if the writers go that way, they know what they are endorsing. (and it won’t matter how much they try to make a sensible narrative, they won’t be able to convince a large part of the fan group [and it is not only made of kevison fans] that kophie belong together). hope they teach sophie self-preservation. it somehow feels kevin is sophie’s vice.
p.s. kevin and cassidy. while yes, they are great together i just feel that she is the best friend he never had. maybe it is time we move from a narrative which continues to suggest a man and woman can’t be platonic friends.
fun fact: 4th grade me decided that llamas were my favorite animal not because they’re cute/soft/fluffy noooooo it was because one day while watching a nature show i found out that llamas will spit at people they dislike and i immediately went ‘this is my spirit animal’
(Miah) I'm supposed to be with my son right now, picking him up from a dog park in Ohio. We'd be getting back in the car any minute after a tearful goodbye and then starting the four and a half hour ride back home.
But this morning, about forty minutes into my drive (meaning that if we had gone on with our day as planned she was already an hour and forty minutes behind because to get to the planned spot she has to leave an hour earlier than me) she called with our son in tears.
He was scared that my house is "too frail" and he can be "stolen by bad people."
Over the phone this is not something I can handle. In person I have handled his panic attacks and anxiety spirals many times and help him with his breathing as well as helping take control of the moment so that he doesn't spiral down.
My ex, on the other hand, had fed into the fear, unknowingly I'm hoping.
So what else was there to do?
I suggested (privately to my ex) that at some point in the relatively near future my ex and he come to the house and spend a long weekend here so my kiddo can see that the house is safe and my ex can help reassure him.
She said, mysteriously, that there were "other issues" we needed to talk about and suggested I come out to them, states away, and we could show him that "I can protect him" where he feels safe.
Nobody's expecting anything of me for at least a few days so I'm getting high and just shutting off for a bit. I can feel my feelings, cut off from the world, and just be sad for a while.
Getting high often quiets a huge part of my mind and lets me actually sit with who I am and feel everything for real instead of dissecting it with thought so that I don't have to feel it.
It's nice, even when it hurts or it's sad.
Me @ this chapter of AMD
Me @ the next few chapters of AMD thinking of all the things that could go wrong
Me knowing exactly what is to come…