now Twitter is making so many jokes about the Sexyman poll killing the Queen and this is so fucking funny, november 5th 2020 energy on the TL today

i hate being a mentally ill adult actually. i hate that there’s always groceries to be bought and housekeeping to do and work in the morning i hate that we have no space to feel it all i hate that we walk around acting normal. there are so many people i know who are clearly deeply unhappy with their lives and we make silly little jokes that allude to it but sometimes i want to grab them by the shoulders and scream ‘i know you are miserable!! we can’t keep living like this!! this is why people break!!’ im sick of this drudgerous apathy i want us all to be dramatic like when we were teenagers i want us to sob together and scream bloody murder at each other and tell each other we want to kill ourselves not as a funny post-ironic joke but because we all feel like that sometimes!! i want us to get fucked up on god knows what til we can’t open our eyes i want us to take care of each other instead of always taking care of ourselves i want us to be vulnerable i want us to hold each others hands in the ambulance!!

Guys. I'm glad I'm a lokius fan 'cause it prepared me for the heartbreak of good omens but I'm still new at this. Tell me. How do you cope with ep6 ?

It's not Finished finished but Ey! I mean.. I lost sm sleep over this bad boy it's worth smth just by that alone even if i wasn't shamelessly tooting my own horn about it!

I am v happy w how it's turning out

spending my whole life trying and trying and trying and trying to be good enough for people who don't give a fuck about me

NINA CAN WE PLEEEEEEASE SEE YERSEY BEAT PPL UP???

FIGHT!!! FIGHT!!! FIGHT!!!!

hskdhlk listen!!!! me too!!! and i am working on it, baby!!! i promise!! all the dialogue is mapped out, i just have to fill it all with the plot progressions, the emotional *jersey vc* ~touchy-feely crapola~

tldr: i want it to be iconic.

i sent it to the girlies already ( i think ) so they just get another turn at the buffet ( a nina nibble if you will ), but you can have this lil sneak peak of what i started to write for it? again...i didn't really fill it in, basically skeleton...but i'm excited about it ;)

for context, depressed asf yerseykyle was at the bar ( was he having a stanley marsh smolder? i really hate everything ) and this freaking clown car of discord mod dude bro gym rat LAMES, really just a bunch of balding neo-nazi white men drunken degenerates has been giving kyle shit all night and when he went to leave, the ugly sons of bitches bum-rushed him in this alleyway behind the bar and has literally been getting the SHIT kicked out of him by these shitheels.

which...seems odd, right? i mean this is scary ass jew jersey kyle matthew broflovski who was the meanest thing on the mean streets, like realistically, he should be handing these guys their pasty asses... however, saint ravenstanley marsh...gods sweet angel, pacifist punk rock prince, haaaaates when kyle gets into fights and made kyle promise him while they were still dating that he would stop fighting because stan was worried about him getting hurt ( lmaooooo ). also, yes, i'm gonna krill myself because kyle has not broken that promise...even though they're four weeks broken up. i hate it here.

so you know, he is lying there, getting his shit absolutely rocked, he feels like a fucking human glowstick, that's how cracked up he is, he's bruised, he's broken, he's bleeding like all hell and he's been so miserable recently that in his lil pain induced drunken deliria he's like, ( tw suicidal ideation ) maybe this is what i deserve, maybe i should let these motherfuckers kill me and bleed out in this alleyway, like what else do i have to live for, right? :(

but...but...BUUUUUT! THEN!!!! THEEEEEN!!!! the stupid drunk ugly mayonnaise men say something...ABOUT STAN!!!!!! ( tw transphobia, please die a painful death ) and jerseykyle is like ohhhh HELL NO, that's not gonna fly, so holds his guts in, gets off the ground and boy howdy...it's gonna be a bloodbath, folks. besitos, yers. <3

some exposition:

clearly i did not fucking finish let me cook please BUT!

let the games begin <3

happy hunger games ;)

i need to get top surgery as soon as possible

hold on I just started crying because I stared at this pic of the Earth from the moon. The Earthrise photo from the Apollo 8 mission.

Not only was this pic taken in 1968 but it's from the fucking moon. There's so many people in this picture. And animals. And plants. And everything. Everything is right there all in one picture. There are people in this picture who've passed away and are forever immortalized from the moon. FROM SPACE. taken by a Human FROM that planet ..well I guess not every human is in that pic cause some of em are on the moon lol

do you ever think about the fact that throughout the entirety of stranger things we’ve always seen mike practically shout his love for will from the rooftops by throwing his everything into believing, protecting, and helping will no matter the stakes, and how a majority of byler moments are initiated by him, and how will has always loved him back quietly despite being the one canonically confirmed to be in love, and how will is almost always on the viewer’s right in iconic byler moments but in season four we find him on the left in what used to be mike’s spot because their “roles” have switched AND when we’re taken out of the viewer’s pov and put in jonathan’s pov we see jonathan Come To A Realization here because while mike has always made it clear how special will is to him and how different their relationship is, will has always managed to keep the true depth of his feelings a little closer to his chest and it’s only when he publicly takes up that support role that mike has played for him previously that the audience is purposely made to realize, too, how romantic it truly is, because coming from mike everyone might have thought it was his usual overzealous theatrics but when the same tenderness and earnest love comes from will they realize oh. this is... this is actually something more. this is how they are this is mike and will like nothing has changed and no time has passed but it’s now that we realize just what it is, and now that will is starting to slowly but surely come out from this curtain he’s hid behind his whole life and voice that yes he loves mike of course he does he’s always loved him and loves him in precisely the way that mike expresses he needs to be loved there is simply NO conceivable way that they can come out of this hellish slow burn miscommunication trope not in full acknowledgement and eager acceptance of this love they have for each other and have always had and always will !!!!!!!!

Looks like I got to reiterate this again =_=; Thinking I should slap this into my carrd somewhere because I'm tired of saying it every year-

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that one panel when rayleigh meets teach and he's like it might be childish of me but I really hate you so you better run I'm perfectly normal about that panel what are you talking about

I want the kids to find some old compilation videos of Wild Tiger preforming his "signature move" Cat Nap. Tiger falling asleep on the couch during interviews or on his feet during group ones. Swaying to the side sometimes and "There it is folks! The Tiger special! And it seems like he's gone for his favorite pillow again! Rock Bison!"

There was a whole website dedicated to keeping track of the Tiger pillow rankings. Bison might not win with points but he's got a small but dedicated group convinced that he must be the comfiest pillow of a man once he undoes his unbreakable skin all thanks to Kotetsu.

The end of the video is a highlight reel of the unofficial sign off for that season. "And there's wild tiger taking a cat nap on a wall/a bench/a spare gurney. The danger must be passed folks. Goodnight!"

Thomas didn't want to engage but he's got a nack for finding the best videos from back then and everyone's huddled around him. They're almost a decade old so it's not easy. Kotetsu arrives and asks what they're watching. Gets excited that they might be watching his Best of clips. Nope.

"it's hard to imagine you were actually worse at your job before."

Tiger's pouting. Bison laughs. "Kaede sure gave him the run around, that's for sure!"

"Huh?"

"Nghnn... Kaede had really bad colic after she was born. So I'd sit up with her when i got home so Tomoe could rest and then go to work in the morning."

"You ran on like two hours of sleep that whole season."

"Yeah." He says with the utmost affection. "I kinda miss it."

"Mmhmm. Tomoe was always the sensible one."

As time goes by I'm becoming more and more sure that I just can't survive on my own. I can take basic care of myself, but the second I have to go to a doctor or do some formal stuff I get paralyzed. I just can't. Fuck, I can barely even talk to strangers in general. Or even not strangers, I can't fucking text someone back if I'm not close to them, it's just so scary and exhausting. I'm becoming emotionally tired more easily and sometimes even talking with my mom about anything is too much for me and I love my mom. And I really need her, I can't do basic stuff without her pretty much holding my hand all the time. I can't get a normal job. We went to this blueberry plantation a few times but I just couldn't go there without her, and now the job is over and we can't go there at all. If I wasn't such a fucking baby I'd go there a few more times alone and get some money. I can't make calls, there's literally like two people I feel comfortable talking on the phone with. People used to say I was mature for my age when I was younger but I never grew up and now I'm almost 21 and can't do anything with my life. I'm scared of everything, I'm constantly exhausted physically and mentally. I'm like a fucking child. I'm scared that I'm gonna have to live with my mom my whole life. I can't see a future for myself, I'm just not able to survive without help and at some point I won't be able to get help, I don't want to be a parasite living off of my mom's money but I don't see anything else I could do. I hate my brain so much. I hate the way it refuses to work. I hate myself for being such a child.

it's always crazy that my first thought about the end of the world or escaping or having to flee is: god i hope i die

does that make me a coward? i don't see myself living through fleeing if an earthquake collapses our house or something just please end it

being told everything is weird and unprecedented and that they're preparing for something just please i don't want to live through another global catastrophic event just let me die man

with my health problems already it's a struggle enough to get up and live i can't imagine bejng in a real crisis if my body is already taking this as a sign im going tk die

do i like how reactive i feel when ppl talk about the possible catastrophe of earthquakes or eclipses or preparing for some unknown something to happen? no. i don't like the fear and the immediate "i need to kill myself or ill suffer unknown tragedies" maybe ive read too much apocalypse fiction where the world ends and factions split and people run rampid

because i know im not built to survive it. im not and i cant. i don't want to live in fear again by the powers over me I don't want to be subject to cruelty and horror

bug like an angel

buffalo replaced

heaven

I don't like my mind

the deal

when memories snow

my love mine all mine

the frost

star

I'm your man

I love me after you