Dick from the old man could fix me
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it’s my own fault for going on tumblr at 6 am but nothing prepared me for reading the word “catdilf” on this little sleep
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I wanna squeeze IndChu with my hands and kiss them on their foreheads 🥺
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theres a post i want to word right, but its hard, because its about how there are people who look up and respect me as an artist or friend and im just here depressed and filled with alchohol like "yeah you can do better"
Its more conplicated than that, but for instance, one main thing is that I am pushing my own style and my own direction for my work(which is i think the strongest its ever been) and then but at the same time pushing myself further away from a portfolio which companies are actually looking for- they oft want very specific styles and colour and desuturated blues and grays with thick black lines are never what they are looking for.
And so I am just kind of stuck.... here, and I just dont know what to do besides just keep on going.
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I love you staying up late I love you being the only person awake in the house I love you comfortable solitude I love you-
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hmmmmm…..
after breaking down from today i just want him to hold me and tell me itd be ok. is that weird to imagine. like
even if its just holding my hand when i cry or just rubbing my back. id think id want that from him. god imagine eewwww…
ok not rlly ew . at least to me. maybe im just loopy from taking melatonin idfk kiss me thru the phone choromatsu!!!!
uggghh i hate how hes not real i want to beat him up but also hug him so got damn tight it’s unbelievable and insufferable
idk today and these past few weeks have been shit. and after crying today i realized how much i was just keeping inside cause i didnt wanna say anything but today absolutely ticked me off. i just want physical affection and kisses and hugs from him ig. tell me itd be ok. that i can cry for as much as id like. sigh. a guy can dream….
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Best tweet ever made btw. If u even care
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Not amab nor afab, I am abab, assigned bottom at birth
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thank goodness i got my artistic start in loz. i may have to work hard for distinct faces but i sure can draw a weird flap at the bottom of ur shirt
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I’m so fucking tired of having a headache 24/7 my fucking gofbeienfkwndjwkd
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Grief is a strange thing.
It is there, creeping at the back of your brain saying the world should stop turning.
And it doesn't.
Alarm clocks still ring, people on the bus still chat loudly. Cat still wants to be fed.
World keeps spinning.
The dough keeps on rising on the windowsill.
And I still can't say what to write about grief because sometimes it all seems empty but to the older and younger selves...
It's gonna be alright. Yes the world keeps turning.
That's why it's gonna be alright.
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