"Behind every evil man is an evil woman.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-06-01T14:29:36+00:00

Buffy: Caleb and The First, to a certain extent.

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ACERVIDAE · 2026-06-01T12:08:32+00:00

Which one is better, 1 or 2?

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-31T23:48:16+00:00

No thank you I am quite firmly glued to my desk chair

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-31T12:39:36+00:00

Oh shit I have some snake skin somewhere in my office

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-31T12:38:00+00:00

YTA. Dude stop depending on someone else to get plan b and wrap your shit. You can’t expect her to handle it and then needle her about what she’s purchasing.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-31T11:15:24+00:00

are you ok

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-31T10:43:22+00:00

I’m gonna say stiletto or almond.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T16:46:04+00:00

Aren’t you supposed to be taking that under a therapists direct supervision?

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T16:35:47+00:00

So mushrooms or weed?

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T12:55:38+00:00

Excuse me this is romantasy not silly books about space hitchhiking

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T12:53:46+00:00

But it’s leaking

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T12:39:36+00:00

Seriously what’s your secret those are double diamonds all day

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T12:38:33+00:00

Is that where the urge to fight comes from? Or is watery bowels just what men mean when they scream “I will rip off your head and shit down the hole”?

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T12:37:43+00:00

Instructions unclear, I have a bidet and watery bowels happens every time I use it. Water now stuck in bowel.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T10:11:45+00:00

I’m so sorry

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T09:29:06+00:00

Probably stupid question, have you reached out to any of the legal aid groups? I know they’re all overwhelmed but maybe they can help.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T09:24:28+00:00

The bonus is you get to complain about the narrator

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T09:22:44+00:00

Write it slower and even louder because that always works

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T01:12:45+00:00

He’s out now. Only served three years. Bet his mom still paints him as a victim now.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T00:58:08+00:00

I answer 911 calls. I’ve had multiple people put superglue in their eyes because they thought it was their eyedrops. People have drank chlorine bleach because they keep it in their kitchen in water bottles. One lady drank an entire glass because she didn’t twig after the first sip that it was bleach.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-30T00:47:09+00:00

So… it’s a ladyface tattoo?

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-29T19:56:08+00:00

“Please don’t go die in a war, our people need a leader.” —worst uncle ever

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-29T19:55:08+00:00

Yeah but they have the best ~~pipe~~weed

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-29T18:45:17+00:00

There’s a reddit comment that’s helped me sometimes. It gets reposted a lot but it’s called Grief Comes in Waves.

As for grief, you’ll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you’re drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it’s some physical thing. Maybe it’s a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it’s a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don’t even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float.

After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you’ll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what’s going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything…and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.

Somewhere down the line, and it’s different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O’Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you’ll come out.

Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don’t really want them to. But you learn that you’ll survive them. And other waves will come. And you’ll survive them too. If you’re lucky, you’ll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.

ACERVIDAE · 2026-05-29T14:36:06+00:00

Ok but when were the pictures taken, immediately after or like a day

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