This is a post aimed at me and other people who constantly fall into guilt spirals over all the things they can’t do, and feel they should somehow magically be able to do anyway.
For me, and for the others, this is a gentle reminder:
- Posts asking for monetary donations are speaking to people who have money. Not your broke ass, still worrying how to buy food next month.
- Posts asking you to care about [extreme injustice of the day] are speaking to people who have energy to care. Not you, hanging onto your sanity by the fingernails.
And, most importantly: posts telling you that you are horrible/cheap/awful/rude/unworthy/unlikable if you don’t pay/reblog/signal boost/care? Those posts can fucking die in a fire.
TL;DR: Posts asking for shit you are not physically or mentally able to give?
THOSE POSTS ARE NOT FOR YOU.
Oh, haha! Doctor, I'm ALWAYS this pale. It's because I never go outside. I feel the warmth of the sun so very little, my skin is deplete of its beautiful peach colour it once was. ((I have family that jokes and says if I was anymore pale, I'd be invisible!))
"Greetings and salutations, Doctor."
Hello, scp-049. How are you doing today?
*she slows down to a light jog*
"Did you have something to do with this???"
*she gives the humanoid a wary look*
The TV headed humanoid walks over to you and hands you a cupcake before running in the opposite direction blasting ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.
((I think this was from a long time ago, so I’m really sorry for the late answer))
“Huh. Wonder what flavor this is? Ah well. If this isnt the thing that’ll kill me, nothing will be.”
*she proceeds to eat the cupcake while observing said figure leave*
"Oh, uh, good bye? I guess???"
*The doctor stands there astonished of what her day has consisted of. She will never rest easy again knowing that this very situation could happen again to any unsuspecting soul. She reports to the head management about her out come, and swears to never eat another cupcake again.*
The TV headed humanoid walks over to you and hands you a cupcake before running in the opposite direction blasting ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’ by Rick Astley.
((I think this was from a long time ago, so I’m really sorry for the late answer))
“Huh. Wonder what flavor this is? Ah well. If this isnt the thing that’ll kill me, nothing will be.”
*she proceeds to eat the cupcake while observing said figure leave*
"Well, it's kind of complicated. With me being born on a Friday the 13th, I've always had a natural talent with the supernatural, paranormal, and all things unexplainable. I was always able to communicate and form bonds with them. I had a growing interest in biology, and with my ability to connect with all this stuff, I turned to a job for cryptobiology. I found myself studying in universities across the country, and eventually after still struggling to get a good job in that area, the foundation had contacted me, and offered me a job in the Scientific Department. Of course, biology was originally just a guilty pleasure for me to get away from all the trauma I experienced, but that's a story for a different day," she looks down almost uncomfortable with what she just said, but quickly regains her composure and smiles at the doctor.
"Greetings and salutations, Doctor."
Hello, scp-049. How are you doing today?
Cool! (Also my oc blog n-chaos might be more intresting then my main blog not trying to self promo just trying to comunacate while tired)
((Thats ok, thanks for the info!))
Someone Should Talk To This Principal
you,, Are SMall :)
Yes, indeed I am! Hm, perhaps that's why I wear boots with such high soles... To make up for my height???
maybe :D! You are squished y. but shoes can make you less squishedy !!! congratulation
That is true, on some level I suppose. Do you wear shoes, or are you mostly barefoot? What type of shoes would you even wear?
The official blog for Dr. Elizabeth A. Thompson, one of the SCP Foundation's Doctors in the Scientific Department.
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