Happy New Year!
As the year draws itself to a close, I would offer my own semi-✨inebriated✨ reflections. I have drank, and when I drink, I drink.
What this year meant for me, your humble resident fanatic snail:
2023: 2020-me, a year of an adventure, reflection and reignition being the theme.
This year, I have:
Concluded a parenting milestone, my body once again becoming my own.
Lost a whopping 30kgs (67lbs for my American friends).
Involved myself in fandom (thank you, August for OPLA).
Found myself again, and enjoyed who I have become.
Fallen in love again.
Made friends that are exclusively my own: no connection via work, children or husband - purely my own for once in 7 years
@sordidmusings @feral-artistry @writingmysanity, you absolute darlings. I have enjoyed our chats immensely. I love you all so so much. You are amazing and I could not imagine my life without you.
10 years involved with my husband, 7 years married
Celebrating my final years of my youth (20s)
Writing again: creating again
Playing music again
Being hired to play music again
Learning linguistics again
Speaking Japanese again
Soft launch below the cut.
This is me, in all my snail glory. The dress was $10 from an op shop, and I love it.
Merry Christmas, happy new year. I have loved my time here on Tumblr and appreciate everyone.
Literally crying writing this. So much love in my heart for each and every one of you who have joined me on this creative journey.
@sexc-snail @vespidphoenix @i-am-vita @gingernut1314 @empressofmankind @tiredemomama @httpwintersoldier @hazzyking I love you all dearly and I would love to get to know you better coming into the new year.
Just know, my absolute favourite moot-ship is @empressofmankind and @tiredemomama - never stop loving on each other. I adore the two of you individually and collectively. You are both stunning, please keep doing what you're doing.
@since-im-already-here, my dear, my darling, my first baby. I love you. Thank you for being here and encouraging me - enabling me. My flesh and blood, my sister 10 years younger. My first baby. Never let them dampen your sparkle.
Let's see what 2024 brings us. Love, happiness, tranquility, and reflection be the only queues and prompts I have for all of you.
愛してる。je teime. Every single one of you.
And to think, this of all started with silly little thoughts about a silly little clown.
(Disclaimer: I am an "I love you guys" kind of drinker - and I, very much, love you guys)
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ok ok ok ok so it's early morning, I'm writing and listening to music, having a drink and a toke. And I had a thought, a twisted wonderland type thought. Now an important question is, does anyone remember the Vocaloid: Alice Of Human Sacrifice? If no I'll throw links to a good english cover of it, and the oldest one I can remember of having watched. But like, what if at the end of twisted wonderland we discover it all really was a dream and Yu was just another Alice meant to get lost and go mad in their world so that it can continue to exist? Or Yu is just going insane and has been transferred to special facility and this is just their hallucinatory way of coping with their school and what feels like to them to be in a school of broken people, it's all just a crazed delusion because they're struggling to get Yu's medication balanced or worse yet is treatment resistant.
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Was somewhat drunk and slipped in mud and landed straight on my ass in the mud which I don’t even think was because i was drunk I was just in a weird pitch black park at 4 am with literally no lighting anywhere but I feel every day I get closer to being a looney toons character trapped in some kind of twin peaks ao3 au
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I was at an outdoor festival yesterday. I was covered from head to toe because I am pasty and prefer not to be sunburned. I had also hoped to deter mosquitoes from making a feast of me.
And yet.
And yet...
Those fuckers bit me through my socks.
Am I really that tasty? Is my blood some sort of mosquito delicacy that they aren't even bothered by a layer of clothing between them and my skin? Is there a way I can pass my particular gift to someone else? I don't want to be favored by mosquitoes.
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Tell me why I had a mental breakdown driving five minutes home while tipsy about who I am as a person and mourning the loves I could have had, had I made different decisions in my life.
Definitely didn't have "crying on a Monday night after book club" on my bingo card for the week, but here we are.
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Got tipsy, cleaned my room, installed new LED lights around my room, played some modded Minecraft, and now debating whether I should write a little bit more of this prologue for the fanfic
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