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evilhorse · 13 days
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But you’re Damian Wayne—you don’t have any joy. You’re all sadness and moping and whatever.
(Wonder Woman #4)
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bones-of-a-rabbit · 6 months
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But like fr they wouldn’t like me lol. I’m awkward and sarcastic and I’m mean even when I’m just joking around. I don’t know how to act around people. People think there’s something wrong with me before they even know me. I’m scared to be around kids, I never know what to do. I’m anxious and I’m prickly and selfish and self centered and all I can ever think about when I’m in public is how much I don’t belong. Most of the time I’m mean and brittle and sarcastic and I easily get carried away and other times I’m sulky and rude and morose and really overall impossible to stand and they wouldn’t even like me
And that sucks. I wish they would like me, but I know they wouldn’t. Sorry
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issylra · 1 year
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Tom Sturridge in Remainder (2015)
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thebiscuiteternal · 3 months
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After a sudden unexpected long cry, I'm trying to put together my thoughts on this whole writing block issue, and I think a big portion of it is that at some point in the last year or so, I got whacked hard by "It has to be perfect to make up for coming from me" syndrome.
Those of you who've known me for Tiger and Bunny or My Little Pony or Marvel or even back in my Fullmetal Alchemist days on LiveJournal know I used to post every idea that popped into my head no matter how weird or short. Even my Voltron work, to some degree, had a lot of random stuff thrown against the wall to see what sticks.
And, for a couple of years, my fandom twitter provided that same outlet, where I could just spit whatever and then refine the better stuff later for tumblr... but now that's gone, and my bluesky account just doesn't have the same feel to it. I thought my secondary tumblr would have enough freedom to give me back the vibe, but I'm finding myself suffocating under the same "If it's not good, it's because I'm not good" feelings. There are a couple of people I feel safe enough to talk about all the ideas I don't feel ready to show, but I can't bother them all the time just for this.
(No, I am not going to make a new twitter. I'd feel even more like a fraud if I went crawling back after all the things that made me leave in the first place.)
It's a lot like tithing or rent, you know? I have to pay up to be allowed to enjoy fandom space, and if I have nothing to give, then what? If I can't come up with anything good enough, then what?
(Yes, I know that isn't supposed to be how it works. I know how irrational I'm sounding. I know.)
So I just.... I have no idea where I'm going with this. I have no idea what I'm doing. I have no idea how to fix this feeling.
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greatwesternrailway · 4 months
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left my purse where the puppy could reach it like an idiot and she has chewed the corner of it. she is lucky that she is cute and i love her is all i can say
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moechies · 1 month
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i have been so busy, it’s so annoying cus i’m always active but never motivated to write anythinggggg !! am so lazy. whatever, i will be back soon (=´∀`)人(´∀`=)
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yoimiya-supremacy · 9 months
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dysautomnia+adhd is only remembering to take care of yourself at your worst times and waking up knowing you need to shower like you have to shower and physically not being able to perform activities until you have done the shower but you cannot physically shower as you will most likely pass out or have a migraine so sitting at the couch doing the hand flicky and the stretchy (safe stretchy) and drinking water and eating chips until you can safely assume you will not do the faint 4 minutes into a shower…helppppp…
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knackfandomarchive · 4 months
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I can't help but feel like. The messages I want to send won't be read or understood by those who need to learn them most.
Perhaps my greatest mistake is attempting to attribute ignorance to the characters instead of malice.
Somehow I keep stumbling across folks online who would gladly dehumanize themselves if it meant hurting the people they hate.
Not to mention the elementary school insults over serious matters. Is it not embarrassing?
But anyway, there is nothing that hasn't been said before.
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mothgutzxd · 6 months
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holy shit, it's squirrelflight/star
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kvotheunkvothe · 1 year
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feeling blue. rough couple of days. brother texted some very mean and rude to me for no apparent reason, and have had some health issues I feel like I can't get providers to help me with. cried like 5 times in the last 2 days, so I've got a headache and my chest hurts and I keep coughing. I'm being switched around on asthma meds, so my lungs are worse than usual to start with. and feel bad for feeling bad, because my life is a lot better than it used to be, and a lot better than others' lives currently are.
I did yoga, ordered takeout, and I'm trying to drink lots of water. but I'm still feeling so low. I've narrowed a lot of my world to avoid having people hurt me and to have control over what's in my life. because I guess I'm still just as sensitive when I don't feel I'm treated well. and having so little control over something basic like my own health--the few times there's actually a solution and not just more "well, this is the best we can do"--hits really hard.
lying around now, telling myself to spend my evening wisely. I've got several artistic projects. but no urge to do anything with them tonight. such a waste, feeling miserable.
lucky I have my cats.
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lerry-hazel · 9 months
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That weird reverse Mary-Sue thing with Aziraphale
It took me a long and convoluted bout of masochistic brooding, but, in brief:
s1 Aziraphale is the kind of person I hope to be: surely, I like books and cakes more than I should, and I don’t argue with my boss because what difference would it make, but I’d like to believe that I’ll be able to make the right decision when it truly matters.
s2 Aziraphale is the kind of person I’m afraid of being: shamelessly leeching of love I’m incapable of returning.
There is a semi-profound conclusion on how love doesn’t change everything somewhere in there, but mostly that’s the ultimate reason why I need s2 to be an unsettling but silly dream.
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cleanhomee15 · 11 months
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Moping Around: Escaping The Moping Traps, Steps To A Happier Mindset
l. INTRODUCTION:  
                      Mopping is a state of feeling down, frustrated, or depressed, often with a lack of energy and motivation. It is characterized by a feeling of sadness or sadness that can last for a long time. While occasional bouts of depression are a natural part of life, long-term moping can have a significant impact on one's mindset and overall health .Read more
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sterkeyra · 2 years
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I'd Choose Death for You
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Way to kick me in the feels : ‘D
They’d both sacrifice themselves for the other. Momo because he is mortified to lose his role model and the one thing he built up his life on and Tsugaru because he just cannot deal with losing even one more loved person. Tsugaru does not value his life a lot and thinks he does not have a family that would morn him. According to this Momo seems to have a (bigger?) family and a girlfriend (soon to be fiancee?), so his death would be more tragic in Tsugarus opinion. Haagh
I hope he will realize that Shirogane already sees him as his son soon and that they will catch up on their family time. Also I dearly hope it won’t come to a situation where either Tsugaru or Momo survives (though my angst drama gremlin mind would be delighted aaahhhh- Just imagine that outcome would be an actual bad end NOOoooOO-). Don’t let this be a death flag for either of them : ‘D 
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euesworld · 2 years
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"I'm heliotropic, a hopeless romantic.. here's my heart, why don't you stroke it. Always moving towards the light, never moping.. I'm like a fire so don't stoke it, let me grow with hope, never broken. I'll smack your ass with this rope, oh.. I'm just joking."
Hahahaha.. I am heliotropic though, never lose hope even if you are broken - eUë
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ananimasu · 2 months
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this is so small it feels silly to make note, but the windows at my work got tinted this week. Inside is just a little darker now, which is great for monitor glare in the afternoon, but it makes outside look just a shade sadder. Clear, sunny days even look a little overcast, like when it rains while the sun is shining.
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hare-beneath-pine · 5 months
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i exhaust myself sometimes. much of the time, actually
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