#DONT REBLOG

[clits-and-clips]

Nothing to see here

#dont reblog #check the rbs hehe

[rat-mans-things]

#digatal art #digital art #my art <3 #my art #fanart #the amazing digital circus kinger #kinger #the amazing digital circus #caine #the amazing digital circus caine #artists on tumlr #caine x kinger #don’t repost #dont reblog #don’t reblog

[keno-teleia]

Περιεργο γατι αυτο

#mine #me #shitposting #antonis #dont reblog

[plutoniuminjection47]

I have a love-hate relationship with rendering

#dont reblog #the rat speaks #my art #reanimator #re-animator #herbert west #dr. hill #<- ​sorta

[yeahiwasintheshit]

dont reblog

i havent posted him in a long time

#my cat #dont reblog #dont take my cat please!

[gigglecoffin]

Heyyyy everyone 😏 announcing my official non-official hiatus. Just to be frank, I havnt been active in a while 😁. The EA app’s just been constantly beating me up to where I can’t get back up, metaphorically I’m in a coma. Also my wifi doesn’t work anymore so probably won’t be able to fully update my game for a bit!

Hopefully I’ll be back in a bit! Love you all seriously and might check In every once in a while to give my moots some love ❤️

#mothvomit #my will goes out to all of you #dont reblog

[elliespaceoddity]

❌❌❌‼️‼️‼️

#ellie williams #lesbian #tlou2 #ellie williams smut #tlou #abby anderson #ellie the last of us #delulu #elliespaceoddity #fypage #dont repost #dont reblog

[vertesi]

bro why this art thing so hard bro

#dont reblog

[arachnaemboss]

hhhhh yea

#ooc #my art #dont reblog

[fruitmans]

Lil man is growing up so fast🥹

#my lil man<3 #dont reblog #dont repost #charlie<3 #bells be speaking to herself

[silent-stories]

hi

#sometimes i think everyone thinks I'm ugly and sometimes i think I'm the coolest person ever. there is no in between #. #my face #dont reblog

[consult-sherlockholmes]

On days like this I ask myself what's even the point of this blog anymore. I have been gone for three days and not a singular ask or case arrived meanwhile. Instead, I receive anonymous complaints telling me that they dislike my personality, my behaviour, that I am too immature, and many more. They basically say all I do is wrong and then 'suggest how to be better' according to their own preferences. Telling me to reconsider my behaviour. Even 'threatening' to 'boycott' me (how does that even work, are you going to stop sending me cases? The person threatening probably doesn't even have any cases anyway) What am I, a puppet on a string? Dancing however you want me to? Just because you are displeased? If you don't like my character I don't even understand why you are on my blog to begin with. Given the blog is literally about me and my life. I know people dislike my personality, even more when I am face to face with them, I am used to that. I know I am difficult to deal with, that the majority of people don't like me. But then having the audacity to demand me to change and even telling me how to change because 'you know it so much better', that's a whole other level of audacity. Why should I want to change because people continuously criticise me? Do you think I changed because of all the people that yelled directly in my face how much they hate me? That's not how you get people to change, quite the opposite. You just make them worse.

At least have the courage to show yourself and stand by your words instead of hiding in anonymous shadows. Are the words of some anonymous even worth anything? You can't be that convinced of your words if you don't want them associated with yourself.

All that just seems discouraging. When the negative starts to outweight the positive what even is the point anymore?

#roleplay #rp #rant #dont reblog #its discouraging and depressing #i am not a puppet on a string #not a machine #Maybe actually have a conversation with me instead of just complaining in anonymous asks

[a-random-malleus-simp]

I had too I’m sorry

#general lilia #lilia vanrouge #twisted wonderland #twisted wonder land meme #I was too perfect I had too #are you tired of being nice #Don’t you just want to go ape shit? #dont reblog

[peachteaships]

God I really want to interact with those "this shipper ships from this source" posts but I'm so fucking scared and nervous cause ya know. I'm uncomfortable sharing some f/os, and I REALLY do not have the energy to deal with people being rude to me or refusing to read my carrd atm. Like yes, I'd love more friends and stuff, but also like it feels like not that many people are reading my carrd, and it's kinda pissing me off a bit. Like it kinda feels like I'm not being listened to when I try to express my boundaries, which sucks. A lot. A fucking lot.

#peach speaks #peach's personal post #dont reblog

[razor-tits]

A very long and over due life update.

So, to start this off I guess I need to back up. Let's start in October. It feels like yesterday but also a lifetime ago. Things were...ok I'd say. Boring, routine, the only shake up was my hormones ran out and my job was changing our insurance, so I had to cancel my follow up appointment for bloodwork and a refill. But then I got some bad news from my parents.

My dad had a heart attack and was in the hospital. He was ok, but he needed surgery. First they thought just a stent, but then decided he needed a triple bypass. I have a pretty good relationship with my parents, but we're kind of distant. I live a few hours away and only see them around the holidays but we talk on the phone weekly. My dad can lean a little on the conservative side but both of them are the absolute salt of the earth. They're done so much to help me and I felt powerless to be able to help. I couldn't leave work and felt like there was nothing I could do.

The next couple weeks were rough, my dad was staying in the hospital, my mom was going back and forth staying with him and taking care of my grandma, who is in her late 80's and has a litany of health issues. On a Friday I finally managed to make the drive home and spend the weekend there. Seeing my dad laid up in a hospital gown tied to machines is something i'll never forget. He could get up and move and acted like he was ok. But he's one of those guys you meet and you think he's invincible. The kind of guy that put a new roof on our house with a broken finger and can't turn away a stray animal at the door. Some family members I hadn't seen in a long time came and went over the weekend. Thoughts of our own mortality set in and I realize this could be the last time I see any of them.

I've lost people before. Some of them suddenly and unexpectedly. Others who's death was almost a sigh of relief after fighting for so long. I never got to say goodbye when my friend died and I hope he knows how much he meant to me. I don't want to feel that again, ever.

The day of surgery came. He was in the OR for 3 hours but it felt like an eternity and a second at the same time. A few hours after that my mom and I were able to see him. He was extubated already, which was a good sign. But he was on heavy medication, incoherent, coming in and out of sleep. But he knew I was there and that's all that mattered.

I had to leave and make my way back to my parents to get my dog, and then make the 2 hour drive back to Ohio and go back to work in the morning. At this point I knew my dad would be ok, he just had to get through recovery. But now thoughts of my own health were worrying me. I'm not in the best shape, I don't exercise or work out. I've already had surgery to fix stomach problems. Everyone on my dad's side has heart problems, and everyone on my mom's side has cancer and diabetes. There's not much I do to prevent any of that. I'm in my 30's and I feel it, maybe more than I should.

Over the next couple months my mental health continues to fall. I had a birthday and spent it sick, as I always seem to do. It's always a rough time of year for me. Seasonal depression kicks in, I get older, and another year passes. My dog, my best friend, the reason I kept myself alive, is getting old. I see it more and more every day and it breaks my heart.

The holidays came and went. I saw my grandma for the first time in a few years. Always wondering if it will be the last. Despite that, this year I never felt less in the holiday spirit. I used to love this time of year, now I desperately try to enjoy it, but part of me just wants it to be over. The best part seems to be a few days off work.

At this point it should be noted I have not restarted hormones. My identity has always been more in flux than i've let on, and maybe that needs to be it's own post, but I don't know if I want to start again or not. I don't know what I want, I don't know what my goals are. I don't know who i am. Beyond basic hygiene, I really don't even feel like taking care of myself most days. I pretty much always feel melancholic. I'm not angry, I don't get excited, I don't have much joy. My sex drive is non existent and I have no desire to do...well, anything.

New year's comes and I honestly couldn't care. It feels like another day. My gf and I go out and have an Ok time. I'm just so tired all the time it's hard for me to go out and enjoy myself like I used to.

And then, a couple days ago my landlord calls. We have to move out. Not sure when, but probably soon. I'm heartbroken and panicking over it. We absolutely love our house. We've only been here about a year and a half but it's been wonderful. It has plenty of room, privacy, it's quiet. We can leave our doors unlocked and packages aren't stolen off our porch. We're allowed both of our dogs and all 3 of our cats with no issues. We've invested so much time and money here. My gf is close with the owners and their children, who were the previous tenants. We even thought about trying to buy this house off of them when their other kid moves out of the downstairs apartment. And it's affordable. Anything else like what we have now will cost double and we can't afford that.

Our last apartment was tiny, cramped, dark and ran by an awful property investment company. And now we have to deal with that again. If we can even find a place where we can take 5 animals. We can hide 2 of the cats, but not all of them. We're in no position to buy nor do we have the time to go through the process. My gf said we may have to find 2 different apartments and live separately for a while. Just the thought of that brings me to tears. I can't live without her, I can't live without our pets. We're a family. I don't know what to do.

Since I got the phone call I've done nothing but panic, contact rental agencies and weigh my options. None of them are good. Best case scenario is we move in a smaller, worse place, paying more rent.

Nothing is going right for me. I know this isn't insurmountable and nothing that people haven't gone through before. But...god damn I need a break and I can't get one.

#i just needed to vent #dont reblog

[anamelessfool]

So I'm vaguebooking the shit out of this but part of my job in some capacity I work with disabled artists. I managed to advocate and get a gallery show for some of them. I worked so hard to make it happen and I'm happy it's happening. Lots of work though so yes I want some internet strangers to know about it too.

#will prolly delete this soon but hey thanks fer lookin #dont reblog