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#if it is just dehydration anyway
icedteaandoldlace · 11 months
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So...anyone here ever get a concussion before?
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weirdowhodraws1214 · 2 months
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GOOOOOODDD MORNING MURDER DRONES FANS (it is currently 2:50 am while I’m writing this)
Have this lovely piece of traditional art of murder drones I spent 6-7 hours on (yes my body hurts)
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dailykugisaki · 5 months
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Day ninety-five | id in alt
Long time no Nanami💥
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slavhew · 26 days
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Be nice
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late addition. existentialism
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Growing up in an extremely ultra religious, cult-like family was a mindfuck for multiple reasons but that doesn't stop unfortunately, even when you escape. For example, see: The overwhelming feeling of boiling hatred and shame for who you used to be.
The angry hatred for the past person I used to be, the version of myself that mindlessly parroted my family's beliefs and listened to their every command, constantly simmered under my skin and invaded my every thought. I was embarrassed of what I used to be- even as I made friends of different ethnicities and faiths, as I listened and explored new ideas and worlds that I never knew existed, as I started the first LGBTQ+ club at my school and volunteered with kids who deserved so much more- there was always a little voice in the back of my head.
"They would hate you if they knew what you were. They would hate the horrendous teachings that were seared into your mind, the things that you used to say and believe. You are nothing but a pretender."
And it is true that my beliefs were bigoted in all the worst ways. It is true that I believed truly heart-wrenching things without a second thought and judged others in such harsh and unfair ways. I told myself that there was no coming back from that, not really. There was nothing I could do to ever make up for it.
Then I remembered that the person who said those things wore velcro light up sneakers and collected finger puppets that the librarians handed out as awards for reading picture books. The person that held signs at pro-life rallies and anti-LGBTQ+ protests had a cherished sticker book and hunted minnows in the creek after school and adored their puffle on club penguin and was really into greek mythology and had skinned knees from climbing trees at recess and knew every Disney song by heart and was absolutely terrified of the dark.
That person was a child.
I was a child.
It took a really long time. Years and years of reflection and distance, but I've decided that I can't hate the past version of myself anymore. I feel pity and remorse, I feel anger- I feel so much fury and violent rage- at what my childhood was and I grieve what could- no, should- have been, but I no longer resent who I was.
I'm not ashamed.
I am so, so, so unbelievably proud of that little kid. For being brave enough to leave the comfort and safety of what I was told was right. For not being afraid to be wrong. For seeking out information and knowledge in a culture that praised ignorance. For questioning everything, relentlessly.
I am by no means a perfect person, I never have been and I never will, but I am proud of myself in every iteration that has ever existed because I know that I have never stopped trying to understand and learn and grow, and I never will.
If you have ever been in a similar situation and feel similar things, first of all: My condolences on your lost childhood. Second of all: Please be nice to that past version of yourself and recognize all the hard work they did to make you who you are today. That person was a survivor and an inspiration. They deserve nothing but love.
#started anti depressants recently. kinda had an epiphany. i can't hate who i was. if i met me now i wouldn't blame that tiny child#for their rancid beliefs or for being dragged to protests. because thats a CHILD. i HAVE met kids in that position and i feel nothing but#pity and anger on their behalf. so why am i holding that version of myself to a higher standard?#i could not have known what i know now at 6 or 8 or 10. the same way that i could not have written a college level essay at that age#but i did what i could. in my own 8 y/o way. i believed in love and humanity and happiness. i was just misguided in the 'hows' of it all#and i am so so so so so proud. of every single microscopic step that i took. every question i asked. every thought that i hid and protected#and pondered secretly at night until new ideas and doubts bloomed like a dandelion through the pavement#and I'm so proud that i chased that doubt. that i asked why why why why until their ears bled and their voices were raw#until their answers stopped adding up. until i sought knowledge elsewhere with a mind dehydrated and malnourished and begging for knowledge#in any form i could get. i just. if i could hug that kid? if i could right now reach out and give that terrified and lonely child a hug?#i would. a million times over.#anyway sorry for the intense personal rant I'm just going through it rn and I'm like.... actually feeling alright#its wild. did you guys know about this??? anti depressants make you NOT depressed??? shits insane fam#irl#personal
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pyrepostings · 3 months
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whumpee who's only given soft water to drink/bathe with.
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decomposing-carcass · 26 days
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I cld point out a thousand things wrong w this but my headache is killing me so fuck it we ball
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Theres voices in my head and the voices tell me to ascend, idk what they mean but they sure are annoying
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whatudottu · 10 months
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Thinking about fucked up dead people clone human Predaking again- have a gaunt but muscular dragon!
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syn4k · 1 year
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pix if you're reading this or scrolling the tag or whatever, hi loved the finale you've really outdone yourself this season! worldbuilding and anthropology is a huge interest of mine as well, and it's been amazing watching you and the other emperors craft a pretty damn hefty and amazing sequel to empires s1. despite all the lore and the Copper King crumbs though my favorite part of the series has to have been Winchester the dodo. thank you for the he. also we are all looking at you like this
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- Sincerely,
Me and Probably Most Of The Rest of the Fandom
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v7n5 · 2 months
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Narrator with stubble is kinda underrated tbh...
Actually facial hair on both Tyler and narrator is underrated
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dailykugisaki · 1 month
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Day 189 | id in alt
She does not want to see your grilled chicken audaciously seasoned with JUST grated ginger.
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cannibalismyuri · 5 days
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how has your day been so far sara ily my goat
nonie babe im so sorry for leaving u on read for three weeks i wanted to answer this in a funny way but i am hopital 👍
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tennessoui · 1 year
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fainted at my favorite coffeeshop today and a yogi half caught me and made me sit with her for ten minutes while I drank herbal tea she got me and lectured me on the importance of drinking water and taking care of myself
(big sigh) so anyway, au where—
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lesbianchemicalplant · 8 months
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btw when I turn up the color temperature on a tumblr screenshot so it becomes all yellow-y it's because I'm steeping it in Piss
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nilefreemans · 26 days
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going forward I think movies/TV shows should cast beyond the stereotypical body type when it comes to superheroes
you open up the possibility to tell so many more stories and have opportunities to be inclusive
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