Everything you never wanted to know about ArgylePirateWD/DoubleyouDee. Fanfic writer, tea drinker, insomniac, weirdo
I want to move
But I can't.
I have less than $100 in the bank. I have no passport, no job, no driver's license. And no one seems to want to take in some stranger who's broke, who can't keep their room clean to save their life, whose sleep schedule is so fucked that they're constantly too tired to do much, who's losing teeth at an alarming rate...
I feel so fucking trapped now. Even more than I did before. I am so deeply ashamed to have to call myself an American and a Tennessean, because it means lumping myself in with so much malicious ignorance and people who voted for that fucking...ugh. I don't have enough words to express how I feel every time I think about that Orange Fuckface, how I've always felt about him. It's this mix of "fuck, he's so ridiculous and repulsive and did I mention fucking ridiculous?"
I don't know what I'm going to do if this shit trickles down and takes away my food stamps, my state-provided free mental health care and discounted meds, my vocational rehab, and any of the other government-provided things that help me. Some of those beneficial things are dealt with by the state, but guess whose side my state is on?
Get me out of here. For fuck's sake, someone get me out of here. How do I find someone who really will get me out of here?




I know a lot of people think that saying things like this is ridiculous. I don't care. I want out. I feel trapped, and I want out.
I was already looking closely at Mexico recently anyway.
Not helpful, but I wish you could come live with me in Canada. :(