Ezumi8 - Ezumi

If it makes you feel better I’m 5’2 and all my IRL friends are above 5’4. I understand your pain.

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I am always the shortest of my IRL friends, there's never a chance for me to be second shortest, just straight up: all the way SHORT. AND I'm 5'4!

I just wanted to draw something based on yesterday

(Seen on FB)

RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE. 

When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn’t get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by.

I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say.

“What are you struggling with?” he asked.

I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.”

Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?”

I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn’t want to say it.

I wanted to have something more substantial.

Something more profound.

But I didn’t.

So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It’s stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I’ll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes.”

I felt like an idiot even saying it.

What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with *actual* problems, and I’m whining to my therapist about dishes?

But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:

“RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.”

I began to tell him that you’re not supposed to, but he stopped me.

“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules.”

It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.

That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times.

I felt like I had conquered a dragon.

The next day, I took a shower lying down.

A few days later. I folded my laundry and put them wherever the fuck they fit.

There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.

Now that I’m in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.

But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:

THERE ARE NO RULES.

RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!

(by Kate Scott 2018)

Imagine Norman attacking Jimmy because he smells like a fish. I also headcannon Jimmy with a fish tail, so like imagine Jimmy is just standing there talking to someone and all of a sudden he jumps back and looks down to see Norman had randomly attacked his tail and is now looking up at him like a angel. Ahem here is it in fanfic form.

“-so yeah that’s why I really need this slime.” Pix says, holding a barrel of slime. “Can’t wait to see how it turns out.” He replies as they walk to the dock, not noticing the little shadow stalking them.

“Alright well it’s a bit of a trek back to Pixandria so I best be going.” Pix states equipping his elytra. “Yeah safe trav- ouch!” Jimmy’s yelps, feeling a stinging pain on his tail. He whirls around to see what had cause it, only to see Norman sitting there looking up at him with a face of innocence. “Did-did you just attack me?!” He says to Norman, flabbergasted. Norman doesn’t reply and just runs off to who knows where. Jimmy stands shocked for a minute while Pix is dying of laughter. “Better watch out Jimmy, Norman is apparently looking to take a bite out of you.” Pix says through his chuckles. “Your sleeping outside tonight!” Jimmy yells at Norman who’s off in the distance, knowing fully well he won’t follow through with the threat.

Sorry If that’s kinda a abrupt ending but I couldn’t find a way to end it. I am not a writer and it shows😓

In the early 70s Sesame Street was created with an eye towards educating poor, inner-city children for free, and became a massive hit with all children. In 2016, faced with going off the air forever after facing conservative efforts to destroy public broadcasting since basically its beginning, new episodes became a timed exclusive for premium cable network HBO. In 2022 HBO Max, newly merged with and taken over by reality TV channel Discovery, removed Sesame Street episodes and spin-offs from streaming as a tax write-off and scheme to avoid paying residuals.

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I’m debating just posting random flower husband One shots I come up with here, but I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I am not a writer so I’m not sure. :/

I graduated high school in 99.

There was a student at our school named Wayne.

Wayne was gay. It was obvious. He was unable to stay in the closet even if he wanted to. To make matters worse, he was also Black. From a bullying standpoint, that was not a great combo. Both Black and white students made fun of him relentlessly. He was ostracized from the only community that may have given him protection. Only us theater kids stuck up for him, but not to significant effect.

Wayne was bullied so much that at one point he finally snapped and attacked his bullies with a lunch tray. I was actually seated in perfect line of sight and just sat there chewing my soggy fries in stunned silence. It didn't even seem real as I was witnessing it. The image of him wailing on his main bully as the food on his tray flew off is permanently logged into my long term memory.

The bully he attacked had blood all over his face and went straight to the nurse. Other than superficial cuts, he was not injured.

Before the attack, Wayne went to teachers for help. He went to guidance counselors for help. He went to the principals for help.

He did all of the things you were supposed to do. No one helped him. They wagged a finger at the bullies and warned them to stop.

Wayne's lunch tray melee was the only thing that worked. His bullies stayed far away from him. But a week later Wayne was expelled and the bullies were given no punishment.

So... no.

No one in my school talked about being trans.

Because the only way to survive being openly queer was to bash people with a lunch tray.

I have a idea for spawn, you know how a couple of CC’s have talked about how spawn is eventually going to be like a neutral place, kinda like a market or something. Well I think it should be a diplomatic building that incorporates something from all the Empires. I’m not entirely sure how this would be done considering there’s 12 separate Empires and I am by no means a builder but a couple ideas I had was like kinda making a moat around the building that connects to rivers that go to Lizzies empire and Jimmy’s (and by extension Joel). The moat could kinda be a boundary line. It could have some rules such as leave your weapons at the door and no fighting. As for the building itself, as I said I’m not a builder so I wouldn’t know how to incorporate all their build styles into it but, I kinda imagine it being a round room with a big table in the middle and chairs representing each leader with a map of the smp in the middle.