Deltaz-but-they-just-call-me-taz - How Have I Ended Up Here?

My mom now thinks I'm trying to self-diagnos myself and say I have trauma because she saw my serch history- which is a bunch of rabbit hole searches about mental exoustion and extreme isolation for reasons- and I'm trying to tell her "I'm a writer" without her asking to see my writing cuz all of it's on ao3. Pray for me, atheists

I'm defidently getting manipulated sometime in the future

And that's how ⟟ met your mom

answered a scam call today and had the most bizarre conversation

It's drama time!

So I get on the bus with the eightish other highschoolers and vape chick starts going off on nickeldude for "stealing her seat again". She goes up to Tman[my awesome bus driver] tellin him to get nickeldude out of said seat. He says there's nothing he can do because we don't have assigned seats and it wouldn't be fair to just kick him out. Pretty reasonable, right? She sits in the seat in front of him and we're off to the middle school. End of altercation.

Or so it seemed.

We get to the middle/elementry school and right when we pull up she attempts to punch nickeldude in the face. Over the seat. Tman comes over and calmly says "this goes one of two ways, either you sit with him or you two work it out"

Should be over, right? Wrong.

Vape chick (keep in mind: she's seventeen) says "I'm going in the building" and leaves the bus. So now everyones like "are we gonna have to wait for her to stop throwing a tantrum or what?' And Tmans like "no we're gettin yall home; her mom can pick her up"

End of story? Never.

As we're leaving the assistant principal and the school police officer come onto the bus. The lady moves nickeldude into bus boy 1 and tibs seat behind me and the whole bus now has assigned seats. And you could tell the lady didn't like this but it was the least complicated choice. Vape chick then struts onto the bus, head held high, face red from crying and clames her seat.

This is the end- sike!

Im not sure what got her started but vape chick was standin up and prolly yellin to her seventh grade friends about how in the right she is idrc and terisa turtle bitch- in the right lane for once- tells her to shut up and sit down cuz no one cares. Vape chick then starts cussin her out and they go back and forth until she sits down.

It only gets worse? You guessed it!

She stands up again and starts goin of at terisa throwin as many insults she could think of callin her names and crap and then, in response to one of terisas' comebacks, says "why don't you come over here and make me sit down" and she goes "maybe i should" and she goes "pull up then" which I learned as of today means "lets throw hands".

Terisa doesn't even hesitate and stands up to plate at which point I attempt to intervene by standing up and repetativly shouting "YALL CHILLCHILLCHILLCHILL-" and Tman can see smts going on and I start waven at him like HELP COME GET THESE STUCK UP SPOILED BRATS and terisa ends up sitting up front. They're looking at the cameras tomorrow to see who cussed who out.

BUT WAIT- nah I'm kidding that's it.

This is crayon

On a napkin

The prompt being 'an adventure you'd like to go on'

I'm gonna hang this on my wall (it looks better irl)

just watched s11 e10

AGGGGGGHHHHHH ME AND MY SISTER WERE SCEEAMING IN PURE GENUINE AGONY

When your in a different communtity and follow people from that communtity but then they follow you back and you're unsure how to guide them to your classified secondary blog without sounding rude

I haven't talked to them in a while maybe I should shoot them a message.

What if they don't wanna talk but will anyways cuz they're a nice person? you'll bother them.

What if you're just being clingy cuz they care about you? That's selfish.

They haven't messaged me.

What if they've never really WANTED to talk to you?

Maybe they don't wanna be bugged by you anymore.

Maybe they think you're ghosting them.

I'll wait for them to message me.

That panic you feel when you almost accidently cast your screen to your parents TV.

Or realize you interacted with your old monitored account when you're supposed to be sleeping.

sam winchester, age 13, holding a cheap deck of magic cards: hey dad lemme show you some magic :)

john winchester, sweating: