Be kind to others until they give you a reason not to.

03/06/23, anastasiasyah

having a celebratory drinking sesh with my sibling so sorry if i’m annoying

in terms of made up infinity train cars im really fond of this one by tumblr user snazzyscarf

car that like the toad car is locked on both sides when you enter. and when working correctly youre in a very cramped small bunker that is stocked with rations to live for a while. no windows no nothing like that probably just like. one lightbulb that flickers. the door is on the ceiling just like a normal underground bunker. in the car there is a clock that is stuck at midnight. to unlock the door it has to be “safe to go outside” meaning the nuclear fallout has to be either Over or nonexistent. this is achieved by going up to the clock and moving the hands so that it is Before midnight (the clock is a doomsday clock) therefore the nukes never went off therefore it’s Safe To Exit. however if you don’t know what a doomsday clock is you will probably just die via running out of food and water

they also specified that, like any other car, if someone dies the corpse doesn't get cleaned up--and it also won't properly reset the food/water if the exit door isn't used--so it's fully possible for someone to walk into it and find an empty nuclear bunker with no supplies and a corpse (starved/dehydrated to death after failing to solve the puzzle) in any given state of decay on the floor. & the thing that i really like about it is that it's completely tonally fitting for how most of the cars in the show are presented--not even always explicitly malignant, but just neglectfully designed, with no regard for what happens to the passenger if they're for any reason unable to solve a puzzle or for what happens to the safety of a car if its intended "path" is diverged from, broken, or left incomplete. it's not quite as extreme as what we see with the toad car in canon (thanks to jesse it is now 'the empty car where the exit door unlocks seemingly at random intervals, which may be so random that you die of dehydration before they occur') but the image of someone walking into a car that clearly hasn't had its resources reset and there is A Dead Person On The Floor is. Really good.

i made a crop top lol

rainbows because ofc, but as a fat person i'm not really "supposed to" wear anything tight, anything revealing, anything colourful and god forbid it has horizontal stripes, so i will for sure be multitasking with this one, during making i called it the bigot bingo shirt

picture is ofc terrible but i'm not about to put myself on the internet so it is what it is, it has corset style lacing at the sides and the back is all mesh, not thrilled with the straps but they work and i got fed up so here we are

people get on this app and go TW BLOOD SFX WARNING NOT REAL FAKE BLOOD with a mile of spaces n then it just looks like this

ouo

heyyy im the champagne problems anon 🫶🏼 and im coming out of the shadows because oh my god i finished breaking up slowly and that shit was gooooood like are you kidding me, i felt every bit of anguish and anxiety, the angst was just i have no words and hell i might read it again tonight who knows, anyway you're a great writer ok love ya bye lol

Oh my god this (and your other ask!!) made my day😭😭😭😭 thank you I love you and I’m sorryish for the hurt 🫶🫶💓

HELP sorryish for jumpscaring you with stalliold

i dont know anything about tlt it's all shitpost and goncharov to me. i just see a toxic ship dynamic involving ice and i think of my disaster old men kjdgfskdfjs

no its very funny and i wish with all of my heart i could tell you what i know vis a vis the simularities between the guy who did the ice freezing and the old one and half of the reason why i cant is because i dont know everything yet and the other half is because connecting dots between white and nerdy necrogod and the old one makes my brain actually explode

wait i just realised the tags on the blaze post said u were joking im sorryish lmao

u clowned urself bestie

if i could write the perfect love story this is how it would go.

you are the right person at the right time; meaning that there is no waiting or apologies for things that never should have happened in the first place. when we fall, we fall harder than a glass hitting the floor. except we do not shatter and there is no mess to clean up. you sweep me off my feet with your patience and your drive and i sweep you off yours with my kindness and my humor. we laugh for hours, over nothing and everything and we make inside jokes that we will tell our kids about in the future. when we kiss it is a cosmic event, the birth of a million universes just like this one. we write each other love poems and let our tears spill into our glasses of wine when we realize what a relief it is to have finally found each other. i hold your hand while i’m driving and you give me that look from the passenger seat, the one where your eyes turn into an ocean of love that i want so badly to dive into. i fall for you smile and how good it looks when i’m the reason behind it. i fall even harder for the way you turn my freckles on my face into a constellation that only you can touch. i can handle your wild singing and you can handle my constant sass. you playfully make fun of me for only wanting to use the small utensils, because the big ones just don’t fit in my mouth quite the same. Yet you still bring me a little spoon every time we eat. you never get annoyed by the amount that i clean and you remind me to be easy on myself on the days where doing so feels impossible. we make enough memories to fill a thousand books and when we’re old we will sit down together to write a novel about what it was like to fall so madly in love without ever falling apart.

Don't ever think small about yourself. There's only one you in this hundred billion galaxies—your presence echoes in this vast unfathomable universe.

12/21/22, anastasiasyah

You’re talking to strangers and acting like you’re more than okay. You smile from ear to ear when you feel the tears approaching. You don’t know how to let it out you so block out the entrance from the inside. You love making people laugh and laughing till your stomach hurts and your eyes water. You keep chasing rainbows. You’re sitting alone in your head letting the voices talk from your brain directly into your heart. You walk on razors and your feet have no feeling in them, it started from the top of your head and trickled down throughout your body. You can’t feel it anymore you can’t feel anything. You don’t remember what it felt like to feel something so you hold on to the things that make you feel anything. You attach yourself to whatever makes you feel something. Anything. Good or bad. You’ll take any of it because you’re desperate and trying to survive, ease the pain in whatever way you can. You say everything will be alright everything will be alright everything will be alright. If you say it enough it will be okay. If it isn’t okay you can pretend. Everything will be alright. You will be okay.

sometimes you just want validation from the people that brought you into this world

but when you don’t get it, you look for it in lovers

people who can fill that space for a short period of time, but can’t bring you the satisfaction that love from a parent would

by then you’re just hurting people in the way your parents hurt you and you end up in more pain than before.

because you’re just as bad as them.

You think any of it matters? The lights on the Christmas tree, falling in love, pressing your thumb into your forearm with so much force that it leaves behind a bruise? I laugh in the face of every new day as soon as the moon disappears and the sun tries to take its place. I chew on the skin around my jagged fingernails and try not to scream at everyone that passes me by. Because what's the point of any of it? What's the point of the violet bruises, the cathedrals, the retching and the gift boxes and the way her eyes light up when she looks at his face? It isn't going to save me, it's not going to save you either. My body aches and it's brimming with repressed screams in every colour and I want to tell him that loving me didn't help me, it made me want to kill myself even more.

h.w

If you had truly loved me, you wouldn’t have confused my heart.