Bitch I’m depressed I don’t give a shit what you do to me come fight me I’m not scared of your ass

mood

So apparently my depressed realism is too much for some people even tho two of you’re best friends are depressed and talk about it mrtoo e than me but sure whatever I’m sorry that I have trust issues and hide things better than them sorry I’m a fucking complicated piece of shit I’ve lost you before I can lose you again

The best animal handler

yourplayersaidwhat:

Context: my group was fighting five flying snakes and me being the risky person I am, decided to try to tame one of them. Unfortunately, this led to 3 failed rolls and two deaths. But on my final death, something magical happened…

DM: and forks (my player name) is dead again

Me: WAIT! Lemme do one last animal handling roll!

DM: no. You’re dead.

Me: PLEASE I BEG YOU

DM: fine.

Me: *rolls nat20*

Then the party bursts into laughter and the DM starts playing sad piano

DM: so the snake bites you in the thigh, taking your last bit of health away, and proceeds to fly 5 feet up in the air. You then look up at it, tears in your eyes, as your life fades away. The snake has a change of heart and flies to your side. And with your last breath, you give him a name

Me: …pussyboi

guys i dont wants to rant but my life is so fucking shitty rn and i just