I wrote like fifty fics in 2020. Wish I could get that energy back.
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tag game! first celebrity, outfit, quote, and aesthetic pic on Pinterest is your vibe!
thank you to lovelies @joelsversion @annasinterests @ilovepedro @softlyspector & @tinygarbage for the tag 🤍✨
npt: @cowgurrrl @ghoultalks @clickergossip @breakfastatjoels & anyone else who hasn’t already been tagged/wants to do it! 🫶
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At that point of being sick where my voice does the cool deep sultry thing it does when I’m sick so I’ve just been talking to myself in my best GLaDOS voice all day
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gonna keep it real if i dont get to go back to taiwan before the end of this year i might have to explode myself and everything else around me
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was anyone else on the side of twitter that was making bernie sanders fancams in like february of 2020. was that just me. i have at least five different edits saved & im pretty sure theyre all by different people. if i didnt save these to my phone i think i would have convinced myself i made this all up
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legit ALL DAY i’m so sleepy and cold and i want to nap and sleep and be so cozy in all my blankets and hugging my pillow with the window slightly open so I can hear the soft sounds of the outdoors but being so warm and safe inside with no responsibilities or worries. pure comfort.
but then when I get ready for bed at night and get cozy and finally have time to go on my phone and do whatever and drift off to sleep I get SO unbearably anxious and uncomfortable and the darkness outside isn’t as comforting as soft daylight and there’s so much to do tomorrow and the work of the day has made my body ache and I’m too hot but also too cold and my chest hurts and I have a migraine.
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My mental health is the worst it's ever been. Even worse than my posts on here 8 years ago when I was constantly hoping I'd wake up dead. Depression as an adult (for me) has been more stable. Less fantasizing about suicide, more inability to get out of bed, because nothing brings me joy. I thought nothing brought me joy back then, but I was wrong. I had periods of numbness. But for the most part, I still made art, listened to music, watched my favorite movies to feel better. Now, I feel like an empty shell. There is no favourite movies. There is no art to be made. Music all sounds the same. I've been lying to myself and everyone else, pretending I'm still a real person with real hobbies and interests, for 3.5 years. Longest period of numbness yet. Quit my job because I had no passion. No interest in doing anything else. I used to have so much work ethic, but not anymore, because I can't find the energy to be passionate anywhere. I can't even find the energy to vacuum my room, or fix my sheets, stretch, eat, nothing. I avoid talking about this with my friends for the most part. I don't want them to know how dead I feel. Most can't understand. But it just keeps getting worse. Sorry for venting, I just needed to throw this out here somewhere. I think it would be better if I can talk about it. (4 covered therapy sessions will not do the trick unfortunately- i've tried, and I can't afford $200/hr). I just don't want to bring my other friends down. Luckily no one uses tumblr anymore lawl
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i hate so much that everyone that did a bunch of tiktok anime arts and crafts over the quarantine feel embarrassed by what they’ve created bc they were genuinely super fun and still look good, and it brought out a lot of joy for ppl during a bad time :/
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