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Feeling bored. Might try to guess Idia's tumblr password.
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HAIIII HAVE SOME RAINBOWS!!! 🌈🌈🌈
ALSO YOU'RE INVITED TO THE TWISTED PLAYHOUSE DAYCARE!! 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈
....I get the feeling I'm a little too old for daycare.
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Have I reached peak asshole? Absolutely not. Nowhere close.
I could be using my psychic medium powers for evil.
Just know to anyone who speaks to me, I am doing you a favor by not informing you of any ghosts that might linger around you and whether or not they find you favorable.
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....I am never going to get away with poetic simpery.
Didn't work the first time, it didn't work this time, and it certainly will not work the next time (if any)
Does that mean there will never be another repeat of this incident after this? Absolutely not. I never learn my lesson.
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I had a panic attack and cried so hard my nose is still clogged from last night over my sins.
But anyway I think I have another boyfriend now.
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Blue and I
Blue has never been my color.
I have always favored red.
To my clothes, my fruits, my flowers,
they all had that red that stood out from any other.
Red has always been the one that caught my attention wherever I went.
I associate red with passion, The kind that burns ever so brightly.
These rubies around my neck show this self expression that I dream to hone nightly.
The red that courses through my very veins, my guts I spill when taken for granted.
The red that stains my carpets like a slaughtered pomegranate.
That sweet pigment that adorns my clothes, my heart, my eternally empty soul.
What other color could possibly bring life back to the things that all feel cold?
Blue, the color of sorrows.
Our very atmosphere,
The shade that reflects in our oceans.
I would've never bat an eye
If this pigment tried to challenge my everlasting, wholehearted notions.
When I look at you,
What an unexpected feeling I hone.
Red is nowhere close to blue,
So there he sits alone.
But the difference I see, while vibrant and true,
Somehow, solace still brings me back to you.
One would call me a kindred spirit
With a curse that's in my hair.
While red shows up in small bits,
I find that blue shows up everywhere.
What I had never been looking for before,
Now apparent even when out of my sight.
And I find fright, in new heights,
Shaken to my very core.
Blue wouldn't have approached me before,
While scared and burrowed in the sand,
I somehow find you, stubbornly seeking more.
Blue skies darken with orange and reddish hues,
As blue and I sit together at last,
I feel scared of something new.
Your blue is different from what the eye can tell,
A simmering stove top bites,
Yet we get along quite well.
You're the color of woe,
from head to toe,
Yet you're calming relief I sigh.
Tell me, what's a scorching summer
To a flame that never dies?
As I sit within the boat,
Sailing through these foggy hues,
Looking back out into the deadly waters
Brings me back to black and blues.
Blue and I aren't much different, as I consider their allure.
That’s when blue made red realize,
“I have never felt seen before.”
Oh, What a scene, to feel seen.
As blue now knows this shell of mine.
I find that, no, blue is not my color.
But purple works just fine.
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Hi this is cringe but I said I'd post the next simp ass poem I write so here it is.
Press me on who or what this is about and I'll make your nervous system collapse via sheer fucking willpower.
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Hey, deities above?
Can I please go a day without having an emotionally charged conversation about my issues with money, gifts, and kind gestures?
Would really appreciate that.
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....I don't know what to say to you.
You have a knack for ripping me to shreds with an excruciating myriad of words. Ouch.
I don't know??? I never know. I don't know what to do with myself. And it kills me when people care about me when all I do is sit around, hiss at the sun, and rot.
It feels like you and everyone else who do these things for me are just wasting your time.
For some reason, it hurts to be cared for. And I haven't yet figured out how to make that go away.
Why am I telling this to you?
(Guess there's a part of me that wants to /bmc musical ref/NONCANON)
:3
I stole this for you. But it’s ‘cause you won’t just accept it.
*gives you more money I stole from @gloomyronin*
It’s still rude to return gifts.
Also.
*turns and narrows eyes at Idia*
If you even think about caving and accepting any of the money back I will eat all of your hair like noodles and you will be bald.
Do not cave to Spirit. Spirit need to get aggressive love! 😸
Also also!
*hands Spirit a sharing size pack of Starburst FaveREDS*
Red :D
I did not forget you. You did not escape me. We are furiends. Whether you like it or nyaaaot~! 🫶
@your-local-grinning-cat
....Okay, I hope you know you aren't accomplishing anything good with this.
It's one thing to offer me something, but it's another thing to steal something from one of my friends and then try to pressure me to keep it and Idia to not accept it back.
That's all kinds of messed up, and honestly, this gesture only makes me feel worse.
Take this back right now and try a different tactic, please. I know I'm stubborn and I have spenders guilt, but this isn't about that. If I'm given anything that once belonged to Idia, I'd much prefer it be by his own will, not out of thievery.
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....I can't believe the fucking purple cat is trying to lecture me.
What are you, my therapist?
If I am to accept anything, I'd just rather feel like I deserve it. Not a fan of having things just handed to me, even if it's out of good intention. Like I appreciate the sentiment, but you're doing too much for someone who hasn't done anything at all.
And I– This is getting too personal. I am NOT venting to you, bucko.
I'm better at spilling my guts in my diary with poetic metaphors that I'm gonna think is cringe later and never let it see the light of day.
Why do you care so much?
:3
I stole this for you. But it’s ‘cause you won’t just accept it.
*gives you more money I stole from @gloomyronin*
It’s still rude to return gifts.
Also.
*turns and narrows eyes at Idia*
If you even think about caving and accepting any of the money back I will eat all of your hair like noodles and you will be bald.
Do not cave to Spirit. Spirit need to get aggressive love! 😸
Also also!
*hands Spirit a sharing size pack of Starburst FaveREDS*
Red :D
I did not forget you. You did not escape me. We are furiends. Whether you like it or nyaaaot~! 🫶
@your-local-grinning-cat
....Okay, I hope you know you aren't accomplishing anything good with this.
It's one thing to offer me something, but it's another thing to steal something from one of my friends and then try to pressure me to keep it and Idia to not accept it back.
That's all kinds of messed up, and honestly, this gesture only makes me feel worse.
Take this back right now and try a different tactic, please. I know I'm stubborn and I have spenders guilt, but this isn't about that. If I'm given anything that once belonged to Idia, I'd much prefer it be by his own will, not out of thievery.
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:3
I stole this for you. But it’s ‘cause you won’t just accept it.
*gives you more money I stole from @gloomyronin*
It’s still rude to return gifts.
Also.
*turns and narrows eyes at Idia*
If you even think about caving and accepting any of the money back I will eat all of your hair like noodles and you will be bald.
Do not cave to Spirit. Spirit need to get aggressive love! 😸
Also also!
*hands Spirit a sharing size pack of Starburst FaveREDS*
Red :D
I did not forget you. You did not escape me. We are furiends. Whether you like it or nyaaaot~! 🫶
@your-local-grinning-cat
....Okay, I hope you know you aren't accomplishing anything good with this.
It's one thing to offer me something, but it's another thing to steal something from one of my friends and then try to pressure me to keep it and Idia to not accept it back.
That's all kinds of messed up, and honestly, this gesture only makes me feel worse.
Take this back right now and try a different tactic, please. I know I'm stubborn and I have spenders guilt, but this isn't about that. If I'm given anything that once belonged to Idia, I'd much prefer it be by his own will, not out of thievery.
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I sometimes forget I have friends.
Like sometimes I'll just be scrolling on Tumblr and I'll come across a post that the firey bitch in blue made (example).
And I'll just be like "haha I follow that guy" [likes post]
Without a second thought. I just forget that the shitfuck pleading to his followers to play Hollow Knight is not a stranger and we do in fact sorta hang out sometimes.
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MY SPENDERS GUILT VS IDIA WANTING TO TALK ABOUT HOLLOW KNIGHT
WHO WILL WIN
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WOAH WOAH WOAH PUt the flamethrower away I'm just joking around for april fools!
UwU good morning evwywone! OwO I hwope ur awe having a bwight and sunny day fuwl of wainbows and sunshine >w< I wuv u UwU
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Reaw bowld of u to impwy that u'd get cwose enough to twy UwU
UwU good morning evwywone! OwO I hwope ur awe having a bwight and sunny day fuwl of wainbows and sunshine >w< I wuv u UwU
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Pwease gibe me huggie wuggies OwO
UwU good morning evwywone! OwO I hwope ur awe having a bwight and sunny day fuwl of wainbows and sunshine >w< I wuv u UwU
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UwU good morning evwywone! OwO I hwope ur awe having a bwight and sunny day fuwl of wainbows and sunshine >w< I wuv u UwU
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Who will win?
Me wanting to try out new games.
Vs
Me also being broke. With no clue on what I'd play anyway.
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