Oh to be able to give up on responsibilities. To be the one taken care of instead of taking care. To have a thing over me that genuinely cared for my love and well-being.
I get the puppy girls
To have the burden of human expectations lifted, to have someone else who knows better, who can tell me what to do at every step, someone who I feel good obeying, someone who allows me to be less instead of having to keep being more and more…
As grim as it is, no wonder I ended up getting into the Mechsploitation genre lol
It also feels great to take care and provide tho!
they’re very different experiences.
If I had a million dollars
We wouldn’t have to eat Kraft Dinner…
But we still would eat Kraft Dinner, we’d just eat more!
-BNL
“OHHH DEEE OATEN DOATEN DAY, OOOO-DEE OATEN DAY-OH”
- the winners of a five-year supply of KD and catsup from their respective companies, as well as a five-year supply of tapeworm food from the LRF
I don’t have a degree and even I eat better than Kraft mac and cheese out of a dog bowl. Looks like OOP has lifestyle issues.
Tbh I’ve been enjoying “goodles” a lot lately. enriched pasta with protein fiber and vitimins, tastes a lot like the kraft mac of my childhood, and its easy to make. Makes a decent side dish on a lazy day, even if its not the prettiest.
Oh for sure we all eat better than that… but sometimes we get a nice lil KD meal from the special bowl as a treat :3
maybe the reason I haven’t achieved this is because I didn’t get that degree. hmmm…
That Mac needs some hot sauce asap
Omg i have that same bowl 😍
What do you mean, this is literally the dream and I would give everything up to have it qwq
what does a “degree” have to mean anything for how u eat?
could be a masters in the dangers of puppygirling
i feel like “having a degree” and being babied / puppied is comforting in a fun way.
yeah…
As someone about to get into uni, knowing my capabilities but being tired of it, it is… former gifted child to burned out tgirl to puppygirl who achieved a lot but who is finally allowed to have some of the burden of life lifted from her.
Honestly I feel quite jealous of the puppy girls who are capable to eat in a bowl for real because just the idea for even trying it if I find fond of it or not implies not only moving but also being able to cook, and be able to pay a rent at least which in my birder neet state I can’t even think about it.
