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You're my backup option :)

Hi, Twitter is collapsing as expected. Really don't think I like this site, but I need to feed my toxic social media obsession somehow and FA definitely won't do it. So hi. I'm reminding this platform my "blog(??)" exists. You're my reluctant "oh fuck I better never have to rely on this" backup. :)

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🌱🌿 flourishing life 🍄🌲

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The room i pained for @jacatos long time ago, still one of my favorites

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Aaah I do like it when furry-adjacent/non-furry robot artists complement my synth/halfand designs

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depression tips™

shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.

moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over. 

put on clean, comfortable clothes. 

put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.

drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.

clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink. 

blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.

make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something. 

make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.

go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.

call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.

cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.

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oh your pronouns are he/they?

well that’s mathematically incorrect becuase you can still simplify the fraction since both sides have “he”

making your pronouns technically 1/ty

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Oh Right I'm Still Here

Shit I forgot my Tumblr existed already. I literally have it on my favorites bar *next to* my Twitter. Off to a great start lmfao

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Original Post #42

The more I use Tumblr, the more I feel like I'm reverting back to some cursed 12-year-old state that has been lying dormant within for the last 9 years

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tried to watch The Thing (1982), forgot that my dog was a freak

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SHUT UP MA, I'M MAKIN' FUGKING MACKING CHEEGSE

the macking cheese post changed my life

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Good to see that good art exists even in on Tumblr lmao

While I forge ahead on my 2022 Gnollvember YCH commission to hopefully post here soon, I thought I'd add all of my 2021 entries as a refresher (and because I failed to post all of them here last year XD) Here are 30 pieces of my bard Abott, enjoy!

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Linocut!

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Since I mentioned it on Twitter

How it feels right now as a Twitter refugee trying to learn this absolutely indescribable place on the internet

First I bust through every social queue, then the rest is history