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Y’all I really think I wanna do drag/be a drag king. The more I think about it the more fun it sounds I just have no idea where to even start

what up my fellow Jackson’s diary poster here is my challenge pick your favorite Jackson’s diary character and redesign them by giving new cloths new hair anything good luck💖👹🫦💞👏🩷😎💅😍☠️🐀

WTF HAVE I JUST CREATED HELP-

*genuine* question for my long-standing besties/mutuals: what is keeping you baddies here? pls answer honestly

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I think God/life/destiny/the universe keeps allowing for the same toxic people who drained you completely to keep coming into your life just to see if you’re still dumb enough to let them. It’s a test to see if you’re still mentally weak for them. If you’re still willing to endure the fucken pain you know they caused you just because you miss them, miss their presence, miss the connection, miss the memories. Because if you fail and allow them to yet once again regain access to you, you’re not ready. You’re not ready to start new, to start fresh, you’re just not moved on, you’re not healed no matter how much you believed you were. The best revenge is showing them what they lost and that you absolutely don’t need them. The best revenge is breaking their ego by showing them they NO longer have access to you and never, ever will again. So next time i promise myself that i will pass this stupid fucken test life throws at me.

dinner fr tnight :3 salmon cooked in kerrygold butter and hot yuzu sauce, basmati rice w that trader joes mushroom umami seasoning n some olive oil, and roasted zucchini w some salt n peeper

Theory of Love is definitely one of the hardest BLs to take seriously that I've watched so far (NOBODY SPOIL ME PLS I am up to ep6 and hoping we're gonna switch at some point from Gun POV to Off POV and turn the perspective on its wet-from-water-bottle-showering head, but I don't KNOW for SURE so don't tell meeee) but one thing I'm really vibing with is just how well it captures the sheer disastrousness of disastrous gay friendships!!!

I don't love watching a bunch of dudes be toxically masculine @ every girl that walks past them (though I understand that this performance is the sibling to the boy craziness I performed at all the girls I was in love with in grade school), but I just love the dynamic within the friends group of like WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? WHY ARE OUR FRIENDS SUDDENLY ALWAYS MAD AT EACH OTHER??? WHERE IS ALL THIS DRAMA COMING FROM?????

The drama is coming from Disastrous Queer Friendship. From two friends who cannot/will not communicate how they feel for each other or why "just" friendship is not working. There is no escaping it my guys all you can do is ride the ship through the storm at your bros' side

"That's not how systems work. You're taking this too far. You don't know what its like to feel so out of control, to have memory blackouts, to wake up years later, to have someone in your system grieve someone they didn't know was dead."

Bec. Becayse... hecause i didnt talk about experiencing it? Or. Because i said that i like my system or that i have a majority positive experiences over negative ones?

Because i did. I absolutely have been thru every single one of these things and I've had multiple people talk down to me as if I'm stupid and perpetuating false information, or just simply being super disrespectful. I never assume, i never make blanket statements, and i go forward knowing that everyone collectively is new to studying this stuff in a modern way, though its been around for a while.

All i want is to demedicalize a part of the community (because OBVIOUSLY some will have need for the medical part) and be honest about myself, and listen to others being honest about THEMSELVES.

Systems are. Extraordinary. Every single one of them, and every individual within them. Talk about your experiences, be annoying. Talk too much. Talk only about the good. Talk about how you adore them. Talk about the bad. Talk about any part of it you deem important even if others think its silly, or cringe, or wrong or bad or stupid or anything else. Whatever YOU think of it, it must be.

I promise you aren't the only system experiencing whatever it is you're experiencing and that there is a community for you. Find the people who will listen, and speak.

Day 2 of Aphtober - Shadow

This idea came to me in a vision. In case you can't tell, Gene is being hung at the top (for his crimes :/) while child Dante sits below him, feeling guilty for his brother's death and eventual turning into a shadow knight. I believe Dante was just a kid when that happened?

(There is a forbidden shirtless version but I think Gene's man tits were too distracting.)

day off so i’m stopping by the office for an hour to get some computer work done then i’m leaving and flying kites with my bf and then i’m going out with a new friend group tonight :D

Seven Sentence Sunday

Thanks to both @heytheredeann and @justabigoldnerd for the Seven Sentence Sunday tag and @stevieevenstar for the WIP Wednesday tag (that I am very late to lol.)

Something from my second (and definitely not final) draft of Chapter 5 of Snake in the Grass! I'm struggling with this one, no lie. I finally got something written for it last night tho. Wish me luck, I need it lol

After Johnny won the ’82 All Valley, Kreese had gotten one of the posters framed. He claimed it was because the class did exceptional that year, but Johnny knew – knows – it was because of his sweeping win. Whenever he left the locker room and headed back out the main dojo, that framed poster stood as a proud reminder of his hard work, his prowess. Did Kreese take the poster with him? Did he shatter it after ’84, hence why it’s not here anymore? Or is it in the garbage, discarded just like Johnny’s second place trophy? Johnny wishes that fucking poster was still here just so he could yank it off the wall toss it on the ground, and stomp on it until it was nothing but shards of glass and scraps of painful reminders of what was.

Tagging: @stevieevenstar @zappedbyzabka @abracazabka and anyone else who wants to join in - tag me so I can see what you wrote!

So the horrors are unending and I’m nearing my breaking point, BUT I discovered you can freeze gogurt and have nice little froyo tubes so maybe I’ll keep going another day

weird and bad headspace 2day

ford has rescued me after fainting like 4 times now do you think he likes me 😳

seriously tho how am i not gonna kill myself if every essay story screenplay i’ve written is gone forever?