Posts by OG Sad Girl
This isn’t the place for me. Every time I post, I’m followed by men and men only. Then I learned that people can see when you block them. This isn’t a safe space for women.
Just learned people can see who blocks you here. That’s completely unsafe. ✌️
Thank you! 💚💚
Oh. Fancy.
I think I have a fitter. I should find it.
My engagement ring is spinning right now due to (unplanned, depression) weight loss last year. I am incredibly worried about this happening. My knuckle keeps it in place, but what if it doesn’t??
One of my favorite things about my side job is learning how secure my day job is.
AI is fucking stupid.
I do love cheese. We don’t have the day off from work, so I’ll still be digging out from the hole taking two weeks off for the holidays put me in. Almost there.
Sonofa
I am just now able to handle 1.2, okay. 1.5 makes my anxiety skyrocket. It feels like I can’t breathe. I would assume with a few authors, 1.2 still wouldn’t work. These last two have been okay though.
Doubtful.
The ratio remains. 🤨
@readbookpage.bsky.social Your Romance link on the Most anticipated by genre list leads to a 404 error.
I’ve noticed a weird following ratio any time I post here. 😕
Bandit did not waste time this morning. He was like,” Wtf, mom.”
Lolz I needed to take my name off of things on all accounts for the time being. I’ve got some little birds who are reporting everything I say everywhere to my AD. We know where I live, so. And yeah, it fits me, but it’s also just one of those things. I was actually shocked it’s not taken anywhere.
I remember my dad complaining about pimples (but maybe eight years younger than I am now) and wrinkles at the same time. And it was lost on me then. I get it now. Like wtf. I didn’t have zits in HS. Like one or two here or there. I had good skin. This is very hard for me.
I mean, yeah. Obviously.
I’m desperately trying to beat the perimenopausal acne because it’s totally killed my self-confidence. But it’s also winter. So I’m currently dealing with an itch and some dry skin on top of some gorgeous cystic acne. I try to embrace aging. I do. But come the fuck on.
I don’t but, YEAH!
Yeah.
This game is killing me.
Listen. I cannot. My blood pressure.
Also a six. My husband lost which made it better.
There we go.
Yes, yes. Pop has always been a second/third fiddle for me. I’ve never disliked it (save for the Spice Girls… no thank you). But alt and rock are where my music love lies.
And yes. Yelling. Let us do that. 🔥
… if you’re a good parent. 👀
My level of happiness, or rather depression, had no effect on my mother. That said, I have a sad kid right now and my heart physically hurts. And I want to punch someone, but that’s a different emotion maybe.