thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

this too shall pass

March isn't neurotypical but she forgot

died and came back exactly the same but something was so so so wrong with me before and now I have an excuse to really lean into it

at my sketchbook. straight up “drawing it”. and by “it”, haha, well. let’s justr say. Nothing

HAPPY TRANS DAY OF VISIBILITY😼🏳️‍⚧️‼️

Apples are so fucked up you can get two from the same pile ans one tastes more like an apple than anything youve ever eaten and the other tastes like water poisoned by pharaohs

guy tries to toss a cigarette on the ground but the ground parries it and it flies back into his mouth and he solemnly continues to smoke it

double crested cormorants w loaches, corys, and other fishy dudes

If slugcats could talk

a cornucopia of slugcats to bill wurtz quotes. ill do more of these i think, until my stores and stores of good quotes are exhausted. or maybe until i myself am exhausted......... bill wurtz.

POV-sky

nudges u go read @bonus-links ✨

getting used to these blasted wings, and also elbows

pretty places,,,

progress gifs under the cut!

Too weak to reach, too silent to be heard, butterflies do not help those who cannot sing

But you all exist to help others so it was only a matter of time before you were found

I wonder what he saw in you at that time...

Moth Serene and her adoptive father/veteran I wanted to get this idea out of my head, I'm not really that good at making scenery, I just painted over screenshots to make my job of creating an environment easier.