congratulations on being the site that appreciates the content i enjoy making

You’re telling me,, that there is ONE HUNDRED PEOPLE taking this Dracula and Vampire Lore class,,,, and I’m the ONLY person here that knows about Dracula Daily?????

what I often think about is abandoned blogs .....you never know about the owner, there must be so many blogs who used to run is dead now, became a millionaire, or lost everything while gambling, or is living in the woods far from everyone theyve ever known, or is in jail. there's infinite possibilities of reasons why they aren't active anymore, that makes me go insane

a minute of silence to my skills to estimate how long a project is ever going to take

I just watched Wonka yesterday and as someone dealing with and ed I just wanted to die watching the movie

The songs were a blast tho ;))

I tried taking a picture of chocolate covered timothee but ended up embarrassing myself cause the flash went off in the pitch black theater.

18.05.23

I am sliding a completely uncoloured strip onto your feed and backing away……

I cannot put meaningful time into working on any other projects or even personal art if I keep doing these full colour… especially bc my hands hurt a bit lately…..

Dracula, but the entire novel is told only from Jonathan’s POV as a travel blogger. There are months-long gaps between his posts where all his followers are panicking about what happened to him and then he shows up again, all apologetic about nearly dying and jumps right back into recipes and how much he loves his girlfriend (now wife! We decided to keep our marriage a mostly private affair. Well, not decided- it was a necessity given my health. We were married in a foreign hospital and-)

02.09.2022

A smol boi

Redrawing of a drawing of 2010 in digital media. Redrawing of Long the Tiger, character from the figthing game Bloody Roar 4.

Creating consistent content was my first goal, and now joining conversations is the next.

Noah Ramirez thinks he’s an expert on romance. He has to be for his popular blog, the Meet Cute Diary, a collection of trans happily ever afters. There’s just one problem—all the stories are fake. What started as the fantasies of a trans boy afraid to step out of the closet has grown into a beacon of hope for trans readers across the globe.

When a troll exposes the blog as fiction, Noah’s world unravels. The only way to save the Diary is to convince everyone that the stories are true, but he doesn’t have any proof. Then Drew walks into Noah’s life, and the pieces fall into place: Drew is willing to fake-date Noah to save the Diary. But when Noah’s feelings grow beyond their staged romance, he realizes that dating in real life isn’t quite the same as finding love on the page …

It's been two days, two days since I've eliminated all social media apps from my phone. I set my Facebook account to be deleted. I just came back home from an attempt to go bike riding with family on a rainy day which ultimately led to grabbing a snack instead because the thunder and lightening was threatening.

I feel the urge to hop on social media for the instantaneous access I can have to people that I can't seem to gain in person. It's more of a fantastical tool of escapism for me, selling me the idea that I have friends I'm close with when in reality I feel like I'm not worthy of taking up any physical space of my friends.

A high strung and frigid individual, I must make the people around me uncomfortable for the most part. I'm so uncomfortable with myself. I want to learn something new but I've noticed a pattern starting again since I moved back home. Work, home, classes or something digitally to take up time, sleep, and repeat. Where's my social life? Who are my friends anyway? I'm getting older and everyone is taking on new things in life: parenthood, business, moving, marriage, partying, celebrating life and family. What do I have to show for my life? Paralyzing and prolonged depressive episodes? Mindless pursuits in college and independence that beat me into submission of the idea that this actually isn't my way. I'm much too stubborn and can't seem to process these emotions as they happen so I waste so much time.

Maybe my perspective is much too pessimistic and I'm simply being too hard on myself. I know it's true but I feel all emotions at the highest level of intensity. I have nothing to ground me and I feel so suffocated; my lungs constricted, scared to breath a sign of relief and rest finally. I want to tear out of my body so desperately so I don't have to endure the person I am.

Though disliking myself is nothing new, I was never in an environment that encouraged my own expression. But now I'm a grown up so I can stand up for myself and express myself and be as I am, whatever that may morf into.

I feel lonely today, I don't have anyone to reach out to for a fulfilling conversation and man do I miss that. 9th House stelluim problems 🤪

☆Will be using this account as a place to post my personal thoughts. Sometimes to vent. Looking forward to engaging with other life bloggers and hopefully making connections☆

♡be kind♡

ykw it's weird bc I thought being alone in the flat for a week would make me kinda stir crazy but it's literally been completely chill. actually even better than that I've been rly enjoying it tbh

I ate pasta today!!

I feel like I’ll never be able to maintain my weight.I was 42.7 kg now I’m 43.5 like..WHAT??

17.05.23

The linocutting tools aren’t blades, but they will still slice ya the fuck up if you forcefully ram them into your fingers 🔪