Reblog to let prev know their presence is wanted
everyone on tumblr rn for some reason
my goal for 2025 is small simple and clear: change my whole entire life
I was gonna make a joke about how I say “I need to go the circus again” the way people used to say they need to go to the sea to balance their humors. But I realized the circus balances humors too
they abandoned it for a reason.
I have this recurring dream where I'm in a bathroom or locker room with a nonsensical layout and dark, green tiles. There's not blood or a figure, just this idea that I need to leave now or I might never leave at all. There are no posters, no personal belongings, nothing but smooth tile and a horrible sense of dread. The corners are dark. Something is on its way.
If you stapled this to my forehead I wouldn't mind
I hate that thing some people do where it's like. "I left my wallet on the table to see if you'd say anything" or "I wanted to see if you'd wash the car if I stopped doing it"
Cause like
I dont know about anyone else
But I am perpetually hovering three inches above the strong subconscious belief that everyone knows what they're doing at all times except me, so if you change your normal patterns and I notice, then I will assume it is an intentional choice with a thought-out plan behind it and I will avoid interfering
And if I don't notice, because I won't, because why would I, because not much bothers me and if you don't say anything to indicate you are bothered then how would I KNOW
Today I learned that was a button
I feel hollow! :]
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
Metal in blood, blood in metal
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favourite thing in the world is when the pages of a book go all soft and yellowy and the edges are slightly fuzzy and rounded. these books couldn’t give you a papercut if you tried they’ve been loved too much. they love you too much.
Me: A deep violence has been boiling within me. It corrupts my mind and takes it over wholly, yet with no puncture wound from which it came to infect me. There is no explanation for it; it simply came.
Also Me: Could it have something to do with the fact that you've barely interacted with another human being for the past few months
Me: There is simply no explanation for it
Went back to this ominous post and was surprised to discover that I remembered its context. And I was, in fact, referring to my TF2 install
Two minutes until it is complete
STOP BEING SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT YOUR CREATIONS STOP SECOND GUESSING WHAT YOU REALLY WANNA DO STOP DEBATING IT'S WORTH. LET YOUR ART SERVE YOU INSTEAD OF THE OTHER WAY AROUND
real writers don’t have writer’s block because they never start writing in the first place.
honestly speaking for myself i feel like having to claw your way up from the grave would be really cathartic and existentially meaningful. so like if anyone was considering kidnapping me and burying me alive i'm cool with it.
Termination is beyond emotion, and yet emotion is beyond termination. Hear the mobius strip spinning, round and round and round...
Two minutes until it is complete
i would cannibalize god's rotting corpse. if the opportunity arose
clown costume on, third eye stapled shut, lets do this ladies
Some warm up sketching of my icon character I turned into a motivational thing XD
Whoever needs to see this, there's people out there waiting to see your art, stories and characters. How much longer will you make them waiting...? ✨
Real talk, if mole people living beneath my house suddenly appeared in my living room to say, "come with us, we will eat worms and talk espionage," I think I would be screaming in horror. Less so because of the whole appearance of sudden mole people; I just cannot bare political discussions for the life of me. Whether I agree with them or not
Hamlet adaptation where Hamlet is a vlogger and all his soliloquies are breakdowns he uploads to YouTube
every day i wash and dress myself like a wound
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h n, w tho t m d cor up d, y c nn
t ink f h ch i t h u r t s