Look at me.
No don’t actually, not directly i’m uncomfortable.
Direct your undivided attention toward me but don’t look at me directly
I feel deeply uneasy and embarrassed with live attention on me, but all i want is your attention
Look into my eyes, see how much I mean it, think that I am interesting and wantable, think that I am good enough on my own.
Do all of that some day, but not now. I’m having too good a time sitting alone drinking energy drinks
Healthy ones
with L-theanine and ashwaganda!
Anyway. Have you heard?
I am the emotional referee.
Picture a child in a large sleep shirt and viking hat.
Whispering orders, nay suggestions
That no one will listen to
so say them louder and 2 whole minutes will pass and the mom will say what jules?
Christ in a handbasket! Hell in a bucket list!
Morgan Freeman
If only the emotional referee were Morgan Freeman they would listen
But my dad would likely find a way to slip in something kiiiinda racist
SHUT UP
JUST SHUT UP CAN WE GET JUST ONE PEACEFUL 10 MINUTE CHUNK?
Ahahahahahhaa ! coming from the witch in the upstairs sauna. Never!
ok
Bruce - Shh. go upstairs and take half a xanax, here’s your phone so you won’t come back downstairs for 2 hours
Blair - strap on the breathing treatment over your face and let’s give your outrage and little demon voice a little breather. Also here’s your phone to message with your boyfriend in florida
Deb - here’s your phone, computer and stack of papers. And do you want a mini ice cream cone?
I’m leaving! goodnight!
This emotional referee kinda sucks at the job, but whistles and red cards don’t work with this crew and in her defense she didn’t fucking sign up to be the ref.
