Babe, You Know I Will! And Then You Gotta Get A Hug From Baby Hummingbird And Papi Hangman.

I’ll join in… when your dad is trying to look at your electronic report card pdf.

Personal fav, him looking at his phone squinting like a Gramp

You're not alone. I sometimes don't even want to browse Glen's tag because of the way people act. Some of the shit they write is borderline harassment and so, so gross. He (and other celebs) aren't fictional characters, we've often seen that they find it uncomfortable. Being a bit thirsty is one thing, but many people need a fucking filter.

Bro, understandable. I feel this on a deep level. I’ve been trying not to do it and been trying to watch myself more because of it. Like I don’t like the bdsm stuff, the slave type stuff, and the stuff that like descriptively talks about sex because if you really think about it, it’s porn. Like you know, those people can do what they want, but it gets to a point where tumblr is being filled with almost every post has something that is sexual related, it becomes a problem for the others. I mean, people can say to scroll past it and just not to look at It and put filters on, which I mean you could, but even then you’re still seeing it. Even with the filters on, you’re still see words like sex, porn, smut, and rape and when you see it too much, it gets to you. Then you’re just trying to find a cute and fluffy fic but you can’t because of the amount of stuff in it goes back to sexual stuff which people really do confuse for love. I feel like people have a tendacy to confuse love for lust and lust for love. Love is a completely and entirely different feeling from lust. But like, that’s another subject I won’t go into. Anyways, yeah, I understand where you’re coming from. Also, those of you who comment mean things and things that are not nice about this person or me, I will delete and block you because I don’t have time for drama in my life. Please be respectful when you comment. Thanks.

A really close family member just called me Dean Winchester’s beach(for the sake of there being kids on this website! But you get it…)…… anyone else wanna join me???😂😌

James Bond who???

You’ll be Mrs. Bradley Rooster Bradshaw and I’ll be Mrs. Jake Hangman Seresin.😍

Unpopular opinion it seems… and that’s cool, I’m ok with that. Here’s the deal. Glen is not the villain you all seem to want to make him out to be. Gigi is not the innocent victim she wants to be painted as either. Fandom is so toxic and has such a sheep mentality for real. I know people will come for me and say that I’m blindly defending Glen. Whatever. I am not. I do not know Glen. I do not know what happens in his personal life. What I DO KNOW is that everyone is so quick to point out toxic masculinity…. But it’s crickets when it comes to toxic feminists. Gigi isn’t dumb. She knew how to get exactly what she wanted from this situation and drive the narrative in her favor. She posted and deleted a goodbye to the Powells in November I believe…. Was MIA in Dec and has been in and out since. Their relationship was already on the outs. Little miss was seen getting cozy with a male friend in Miami and NYC and y’all aren’t calling foul on that….. he even tagged and left red hearts for her…. Double standard?? Meanwhile you’re cool will her using Glen and his celeb status to elevate herself and her business while dragging him thru the mud with cheating allegations?? She latched on to fan driven narrative over photos from a RomCom set and turned it to her advantage.

Sending Glen hate, commenting on all posts he’s tagged in, dragging him on all platforms… it’s toxic, unhealthy, uncool, and shows mental instability. I’m not saying doing the same to Gigi would be ok bc it’s not.

I am legit hoping that Glen’s mental health is doing ok and he’s living HIS best life. That man deserves happiness and a healthy relationship because everything I see coming to light from this last one has all sorts of red flags. Is he perfect? No. Is anyone? No. There are WAY more messy celebs in Hollywood that actually would deserve the heat for their actions…. Glen is one of the good ones. He has worked his ass off to get where he’s at and I hate seeing it being tainted by a bitter ex gf trying to stay relevant. Honestly, I also hope Gigi finds happiness bc she’s giving off very bitter, unhappy human vibes.

End Rant.

Such a cutie!!!! Sometimes when I look at him, he screams cool Grandpa Vibes.

some of my current fav pics of Tommy 🫶🏻🫶🏻

My only romantic hope at the moment is that someone will impress me and kiss me afterwards the way Glen as Tom Hudner tried to impress and kissed Gigi Paris as a French woman. That’s all I want at the moment. 😔

Glen Powell as Tom hudner Devotion (2022)

I also love how the Barbie movie takes back Barbie as a positive symbol from all the people who told us that playing with Barbie was such a weak and girly thing to do and that we weren’t strong enough if we did play with her. Basically making her a negative thing. Ruth Handler made Barbie to inspire us girls and to help us feel like we could accomplish anything. I’m so happy the Barbie movie has decided to highlight that as a part of the movie. 🥰

Rant time of the day.

So , I was running late to pick up this Lady that I babysit kid’s and I had to pick up one of her kids at the field house because she has practice for a sport there. I told her that I would be running twenty minutes late at first and she’s like and i quote “that’s not good.” I was hoping she’d atleast understand because you know, life. Because of that, I was like, okay I’ll be there in ten minutes then and hope I don’t run over anyone tonight because I’ll be flying. I typed in where I thought I was going to go and I was like okay, I should be there in about four minutes. I told her that and she’s like okay. So I go to where Google Maps tells me to go and then I was like, I’m in the dark and I’m by a bunch of apartments, this doesn’t look right. She calls with her daughter on the line and I was like i think i’m here, but I’m having trouble finding where it’s and she’s like, just look up the fieldhouse, they should have it on Google. I was like, okay. I unknowingly was like okay and then looked it up, turns out I went the wrong place and it was going to take me atleast six more minutes than I’d promised her. So I was like, okay; I’ll just need to drive really fast. Mind you, this was like at 7 at night and where I live is very dark at night-you’ll need to know that for later reference. So I go over to the actual destination. To make a long rant short, she kept calling me and asking if I was there yet, while I was driving. I mean, this lady had no chill. I was like chill out and calm down, I’ll pick up your kid when I pick up your kid. Im not going to abandon her like some idiot. I keep following where Maps was taking me and she like literally calls five minutes later and is like where the heck are you? You’re now going to be late to pick up so and so… and you need to plan ahead when you’re picking up children. I was like I know I’m sorry and life just gout in the way and I really can’t control that. I didn’t say that to her, it I was like I’m sorry. And so I keep driving around this dark area and hope I don’t hit anyone, all the while while I’m talking to her and she’s like gettin impatient with me, like really impatient with me. I even told her I was following Google maps and telling her it was telling me I was three minutes away and I even told her what freaking street I was on. Then she’s like and very rudely, I might add just go to the high school, can you do that? Drive to the High School. I was like, okay I can do that. So I drive to the high school because I at least know where that is in the dark corner of the town. I drive over there, but I don’t know how to get to the field house because I saw it(finally). Also, this lady is horrible at describing things and telling people where things are, so that was partly the reason why it was hard to figure out where the field house was. She never said anything about the field house being on school property and was all like it’s across from the high school. So I literally thought it was across from the high school. Also, again, Google maps was leading me somewhere entirely different. At this moment, I was like maybe ten minutes late picking up her daughter and she was being no freaking help and getting frustrated with me. Anyways, I go into school parking lot and I wait at the front. She freaking calls again and is like are you there yet? I was like, I’m in the parking lot, but like I can’t see her. Then she had the audacity to be like in a rude way go inside and go get her. She’s not going to know that you’re outside. That caught me off guard and then she started saying all these other things to me and at that moment, I was just ready to give up and tell this sassy and stuck up lady that I was done and she can pick up her own freaking child. Like atleast she should be grateful that I’m taking time out of my day to pick up your child who is probably spoiled because of you. I park and go inside and knock on the gym door because atleast they could help me a little better. A guy comes out and I was like, do you know how I get to the field house?

He didn’t really know, but if he could remember from previous times, there was a road that led to it and then he told me it was really new. That caught me off guard because she didn’t tell me and I had this thought that the reason why maps was leading me a different way because maybe they hadn’t updated the address to the NEW field house yet. That kind of made me frustrated and I was already frustrated because she was yelling at me and calling me every five minutes to see if I picked up her kid yet and the things she yelled at me were not very nice.

I literally broke down in front of this guy and told him about how I was going to be late to pick up someone. Atleast he had the compassion to tell me that he hopes my night gets better and I was like thanks. Anyways; after a few minutes of driving around trying to find a road in this dark area, I finally find a road and just go with it. She calls me a few more times and I just ignore it because I’m done dealing with her right now and she’s not helping me feel better about anything at all at this point.

I pick up the daughter and we finally pick up the son. While like back at the situation, all I’m thinking now is why couldn’t she just send her daughter’s number over SO HER DAUGHTER could give me instructions on where it’s actually at. That night too, to ease the pain on the children( I bought them McDonald’s with a card I had no money on. All the while, I kept thinking about the situation and it was just bad. I have never had anyone, except my mom get mad at me the way she did. Like she was treating me very disrespectfully and saying all these terrible things to me and making me feel stupid, when alone the place was dark and maps and wasn’t leading me the same way. It was a really bad night for me. I quit that job today and told her that my work basically needed me to start working on Fridays which is the day she usually has me watch her kids and that I couldn’t watch her kids anymore.

I literally don’t need that negative energy ever time she gets “a little” stressed(her words, not mine. Her: I was just a little stressed. Me: a little???? Girl….) in my life at the moment. Like I’m already stressed enough trying to get my Bachelors in Elementary Education, working one job and trying to find another job and working for Uber and Lyft just trying to make ends meet as it is and I have to pay freaking bills. I don’t need some stuck, blonde(forgive me. I’m not saying all blond haired people are mean. She particularly was.) haired crazy person to make me feel more stressed either. I also get it, when it comes to your kids, you want the best, but getting frustrated and getting mad at someone because you’re late picking up their kids and they aren’t doing it the way you want it is pretty ungrateful. Atleast I wasn’t going to abandon them and it’s not like I was just going to leave them there. They can wait for a little while while I try to find the place they are at so I can actually pick them up. When I was young, I had to wait like forty minutes or longer for my mom to pick me up because she was a registered nurse and let me tell you something, I lived and I turned out just fine and grateful even that my mom even picked me up. My mom is strict and sometimes when we missed the bus, she wouldn’t even pick us up and because she worked so much,sometimes she would forget and we had to find our own rides. Atleast your daughter didn’t have to find her own ride and knew exactly that I was picking her up.

She just made me mad and frustrated. Also, she has kids in their senior year of high school and you would think that she wouldn’t need a babysitter anymore for her younger ones because her older kids can watch them, but no. She lets her older kids do whatever the heck they want and they’re all out until atleast 11 to 13 almost every night doing heaven knows what, while I stay home and watch her younger kids and the house is always a mess when I come to watch her kids and she not only expects me to watch her kids, but freaking clean up after them too. These kids are old enough to clean up after themselves and I’m expected to clean up after them. They are between the ages of seven and fourteen. When I was six, my mom made me clean up after myself and if I didn’t, she’d spank me and show me some good, hard lovin’. Did. I mention most of her kids talk back to her too and she lets them? If I talked back to my mom, I would get slapped. That’s what I meant by her kid being spoiled. It makes me wonder if her parents spoiled her when she was a kid to act out and lash at me the way she did. Anyways, sorry for the rant.

Also, nothing against white people, but since this sour moment with her in my life, she gave me the impression that a bunch of white people are superficial, but like they get mad easily and don’t have patience at all. Tell me I’m wrong. I hate having that biased notion. (If you didn’t guess, she’s white.) Because of this, the years that I spent and built up my trust in white people had crumbled and it’s kind of hard for me to trust white people again and look at them as an equal, like I used to. I really hope people are understanding and don’t take that last sentence the wrong way.(For anyone asking, Im apart of The Indigenous American tribe, called The Navajo Tribe/Diné Tribe)

Also, I’m back! And I’m writing again!!!!

Mom: are you eating again????

Me: I’m stress eating, leave me alone.