Just me I guess

love when people say that tumblr is basically non existent today. like yeah. that’s what we want you to think.

i know that life isn't a race and that everyone does things on their own schedule and that i shouldn't compare myself to other people who haven't lived the same life that i have and overcome the same obstacles i have. BUT

i am flawed and worthy of love

— Hafiz

hey, we’ll be ok

coughing laughing making this, I could not explain to you the force that possessed me to make this thing.

a bad terrible foolish logics.

Wow this post is almost 6 years old?!

Not only does it continue to not be possible to do such a sneaking, but it’s getting less and less possible the older I get. High School me could pull the occasional all-nighter and be at least partly functional for most of the next day, but 30 year old me absolutely cannot.

if i ate when i was hungry instead of letting myself starve for hours i would be unstoppable

i do wanna eat, it's just the pain and fatigue make it so damn hard to get up and prepare something. so much as making a sandwich hurts and exhausts me. it'd be easier to feed myself if i had more accessible meals...

if you say meal prep im going to hit you

good morny

Have been wanting to draw this since

making the twins ^^

the fight is harder each year.

gotta keep going because nothing ever stops.

you deserve to be new and whole.

Refuge.

you decidedly do not get to keep this in the tags actually

Kiss

clicking a pen over and over again is actually fun as fuck its a shame it makes everyone in a 30 foot radius want to kill me with a rock

different modes of a bun

@fillthedarkvoid

Such a worker

We need no more machines, we have got this bunbun

@iby-dysphoria-queen look the digger :)

when I was a kid I thought the weather guy on TV controlled the weather and he was just telling us what he was gonna do for the next few days. when he said "30% chance of rain Thursday" I thought he was just guessing how likely it was he'd wake up in a rain mood that morning

I feel like I need to explain. there was a whole internal logic here. there was fucking worldbuilding. I knew there were different weather people on the news in different places and I thought each one was the weather decider for their local area. I knew the word "meteorologist" and thought it was a scientist who had expertise in weather control technology. I never questioned why there was bad weather sometimes because "bad weather" was subjective, after all, I liked cloudy days and snow. and the plants need rain, right? so I figured the weather guy probably had regular meetings with local farmers and gardeners to make sure the amount of precipitation and sunlight we were getting was working out for the crops. I never spoke about this to anyone, because I thought everyone knew. at some point my parents had said "this guy on TV tells us what kind of weather we're going to have" and I misunderstood exactly one fundamental point and built out an enormous set of logical conclusions from there. this lasted from like age 3 to age 6 btw