Good bye, y'all, adventure time will always remain in us

Well, well… I think it’s time to say good bye here. It has been such a long run, wasn’t it? Thank you for staying at my side when things went shitty for everybody. Thank you for being my friends and encouraging me. I know my art wasn’t so popular as others, manly due to my own fault and Internet social skills, but I am very glad I reached this point, that I inspired someone, that made at least one person happy with my art. Maybe I made a difference for someone. I know I’m very hard to maintain, I’m a difficult person to love. I can be evil.  In several days this account will be terminated, I still need to back up things. The ones that wanna search for me they will find me, maybe someday.

🌼~sincerely, mod Veronica~ 🌼

Hasta siempre, amigos. Les echaré de menos, les deseo lo mejor.

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It’s weird how paranoid ableists are about disabled people “faking it,” like they’re scared someone going to take advantage of their pity.

Disabled people never wanted any if your fucking pity.

Whether physically, developmentally, or nuerologically disabled, we just want to be treated like human beings. So get over yourself.

Aspie: *exists with their social limitations* Friend: I keep being your friend because I'm such an awesome person and I'm your only friend :). Me: literally, wtf.

Me, a bisexual: I want a partner someday. Friend, knows my sexuality: but... a girl or a boy? Me:YES 6v9

This Tumblr thing where people constantly treat lesbianism as a superior, more pure and wholesome way of loving and equals being a lesbian to being a better feminist actually does a terrible job because it teaches girls that they can’t expect a healthy relationship with a man and this is exactly how misogyny works. You truly only care about certain categories of women.

Good April's fools joke, Tumblr, just a bit too late

this message hurts my eyes

I finally found it! I couldn’t believe I complete it.

GUYS

Look at what I found at Barnes and Noble today:

An exceptional book at a very exceptional value.

It does not have ALL title cards, sadly…

…but it is still a neat buy got $7 or so. :D

One for the memories to share with those less informed about Adventure Time.

Maybe we’ll get more seasons for these. It looks like it is just 1 &2 here.

So, now my mother and I we are mad at each other and, as always, my grandmother is trying to get me to hurry reconciliation with her. I get what she's trying to do, but I need my time and she never said sorry so...

I just made a list with the good and bad traits of my mother and another with mine. I can't change her (believe me, I can't), but I can try to improve ny flaws. These include: -Having horrible panic/anxiety attacks I need to control. I get very angry and moody. -Talking about abusive behaviour of my family from the past when they blames me (I need to move on). -Being a mess in the house, I'm not into cleaning like my OCD mother. -Being a bit extra to handle (too intense, I need to chill out). -Being very pessimistic about health. -Preferring to be alone than with my family. -Overthinking -Not being able to manage or understand certain emotions (like scared of love). Not totally trusting people. -Feeling unworthy due to social anxiety. -Do not understanding social clues and language (not always). -Accumulating emotional pain and stress that blows up suddenly and I lash out/overshare with my friends (I really need to find a copying mechanism for dealing with feelings alone and leave my friends in peace).

The brain is an organ. Mental illnesses are illnesses of that organ. Brain scans show that there is a physical difference between a healthy brain and a sick brain. Telling someone “You’re not really sick. It’s all in your head.” is like telling someone with asthma “It’s not real, it’s all in your lungs.” The brain is an organ that can malfunction as much as any other organ.

ABUSE

I really want to believe that my mother loves me, but everyday she's whining about my behaviour, claiming that I feel anxiety (due to stress and chronic pain) and tell her how I truly feel like a personal attack.

It's not normal I feel released when I'm far away from her (I don't tell her that). She makes me feel suic//id//al and I don't know if I'm the evil one anymore (probably I am, even if I try my best to not hurt anyone). I feel like life would be easier for everybody in my family if I disappeared. And now she told me to go live with my former abuser and that she doesn't want to talk with me anymore.

Both of us hurt each other, but she doesn't let me express my bad feelings, I associate being sincere with your loved ones with abandonment.

People seems to forget an important thing about shipping...

Having fun.

How to make INTJ show their vulnerable side

Treat them as if they are, instead of asking them to.

When they were having a resting bitch face, you approached them as if they were smiling. You didn’t ask them to stop glaring.

Use the same approach when you want them to be more vulnerable with you. Treat them as if they already are (because the fact is they are). Stroke their head, hug them, pat their back, tell them it’s okay, tell them you understand, kiss their forehead. The INTJ will slap your hand or push you away. If they do this, be firm, annoy them with gentle affection.

Guy on the street, trying to get money for an organization: Hey! Are you nice? :) Me: no. Guy: can you pretend to? Me: no.

One of the main reasons why certain people tends to hate ''the Little Prince'' (one of my favourite books), it's because they take it too literally. It's not saying ''you have to take it all literal, love maths and stop being a kid inside to be intelligent'', or that ''you must see elephants inside snakes to be smart'', it's just the author narrating his own experience as an aspiring artist that had to suppress his creativity to go to war as a pilot.

I can relate to the struggles of an artists in a society constantly demeaning you and your profession because it's not ''practical, mature and realistic'' enough.

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