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fetoeslechidl·a month agoText

pessimisticvents2:

That bitch was an asshole but she really broke me down to my bare essentials:

Mommy issues

Having an Asian mom is really tough

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fetoeslechidl·4 months agoText

I really love this lol

Her name is Ibis , I’ll be drawing her girlfriend soon ^_^

Made in Ibis Paint X

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fetoeslechidl·5 months agoText

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the more you reblog this the more it breaks

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how’s everyone doing tonight I’m helping to break tumblr hehe

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I reblogged this and my nose started bleeding god dammit

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fetoeslechidl·6 months agoText

volcanicpoetry:

“tell me what child has not responded to the question, “how was school today?” and didn’t, at least once, respond with, “it was fine.” now tell me what child’s mom responds to the “fine” with a scream so loud it creates a hurricane, the ocean waves make their way to the car ride home from school and you are drowning and drowning and drowning underneath her screams. and then - radio silence. my mom can go weeks, months, and months and months and months without saying one word to me. without touching me, talking to me, loving me. loving me. my mom is an all-star love withholder. when I was in fourth or fifth grade, my mom was filled with red-hot rage and I cannot remember what I did to fill her body with it. but I can see her in my mind, an empty outlined body overflowing with red crayon colored in; she was so angry. so angry. and I am not sure if I was the one with the crayon in hand, or if she is the one who put the crayon inside of my palm and closed it tightly and then convinced me that I was the one who did something wrong. that I was the one who caused her to become dried out of all her love. from hurricane to desert, body outline on paper colored in with red and in this memory I am not sure that I even knew there was water or a drought. but during this period of, “I’m angry so I don’t love you anymore,” there was a day when instead of arriving 45 minutes late to pick me up after after-care, she arrived 45 minutes early. when I saw her walk through the gym doors my face became alight with glee at the sight of a mom being there; the sight of MY mom having cared for me enough to arrive on time. earlier than on time. and I ran from the edge of the gym to the door which she came through and into her arms, I grabbed all of my weight and at her I threw myself. I hugged her hips and smiled and smiled and as my arms stayed wrapped around her, hers stayed stick straw next to her sides. never once did she raise even a finger, never once did she even THINK about hugging me back. when I realized I was alone in my love I let go and I searched her face for at least a tiny shred of, “I love you, I’m just angry.” but came up empty; I always came up empty. she grabbed me by the wrist and said, LET’S GO. and I felt my light face fill up with shameful pink and I shut my eyes so tight I swore the skin would rip; I kept them shut, shut, shut until the world was so dark I could have sworn that I saw stars because I didn’t want to see anyone look at the way I was unloved after sharing so much of myself. my childhood went like this. this. this was it. I only received love from mom when I didn’t want to be touched. when I didn’t need to be loved. when I didn’t want her to fake it. my mom used the silent treatment when she wanted me to know that she was angry / my mom was angry when I did something that anyone my age would have done / my mom told me that if someone doesn’t say that they love you at least twice a day, that means that / they / don’t / love / you. / everyday my mom reminded me that if you do not allow your tired vocal cords to vibrate the words, “I love you,” at the people you care for, they will DIE and when they DIE they will DIE thinking that YOU DIDN’T LOVE THEM. when my mom was angry at me, she would not tell me that she loved me. when my mom was angry at me, she would not speak to me at all. when my mom was angry at me, she become the epitome of a child in a fight with another child and she would go into Silent Treatment Mode; I would cry at her feet until she decided to give me mercy. I would tell her how sorry I was, how truly sorry I was for taking that crayon and coloring her in red, how sorry I was and how much I didn’t mean it. “it”. how much I didn’t mean “it”. and finally, with tears seeping into my cheeks and my face turned pink in a deep guilty shame, she would say, “okay.” and then I would beg, I would plead with my red, tear-soaked eyes, “I love you!” “I love you!” until she would take the bait and finally say, “I love you, too.” and all was well. until the next time: until the next “fine” until the next hurricane, until the next drought. until the next time I grab the red crayon and color her outline red all over again. that was all it was. it was nothing more than the crayon because I never really knew why she decided she would go silent. there was never an explanation, there was only the, I-am-angry-at-you-so-I-don’t-love-you-anymore. that was it. my mom is an all-star love withholder. so don’t be surprised when I am holding onto your feet as you try to walk away and you drag me on the concrete because you say you need a break and I cry onto your shoes until you remind me that you love me.”

LOVE WITHHOLDER by han hyland

This is so relatable

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fetoeslechidl·a year agoPhoto

Meinreiki Skin that I made

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fetoeslechidl·a year agoPhoto

I used to draw him all the time when this au only has like 15 pages (I don’t really remember hhh) and every post they make about this makes me feel so hyped lmao (repost from sketchers united)

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fetoeslechidl·a year agoPhoto

Cassandra but Sad Storryy

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fetoeslechidl·2 years agoText

this is probably the last art that I’m gonna post here on Tumblr, you can follow me on my Sony Sketch account called .•KawaiiFetus•. If you want to, it’s also known as *@Ryders_Busta_001 , thank you for all the support that you people have given me . I really appreciate it , Goodbye!!

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fetoeslechidl·3 years agoPhoto

random eddsworld edit

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