feralregulus
feralregulus
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isra 23 year old professional bullshitter | bi | entp | she/her |
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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made too many jokes abt being sexy and cool and accidentally developed an ego
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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jeremy !!! jeremy tell me why you avoid cops and why your sister said you destroyed your family !!! tell me why you hate your stepfather and why you avoid your brother !!!! tell me why you have problems with money and why you're in therapy and why any mention of your family upsets you !!!!!! do you not want jean to call you 'knox' bc you want to be a good captain/his friend or do you have problems with your surname??????? tell me why you're forced to live at home and why you still playing exy is unforgivable to your sister !!!!! tell me what happened at the fall banquet !!!!!!!! what broke your family in half jeremy !!!!!!! STOP AVOIDING ME JEREMY ANSWER THE QUESTIONS
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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wish i could call in bitchy to work
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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not to be controversial but respect trans women or die by my sword
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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when you're younger you make fun of it because it seems boring but one of the best parts of getting older and maturing is recognizing how simply lovely all that cliche shit is. sunsets really are so endlessly satisfying. the hint of lilacs in the breeze really is soft and delicate and sweet. sometimes it feels good just to successfully clean the sink, to find an affordable appliance in the color you've been wanting, to try a new recipe, to finally get through that one television series like how you've been meaning.
it seemed stupid because they tell you - it'll feel quick - but it does feel quick. when i was younger it was like time was molasses. i couldn't get out of there fast enough. all the eras of my life stretched out into taffy. but then you are 29 on a walk with a friend and you both just stop to smell the lily of the valley at your feet. you are both standing there, quiet, enjoying the simple moment of peace.
they say it gets better a lot, which used to have no meaning to me. better for me was undefined and daunting. but here is one way it got better without me trying - a few days ago i was walking my dog and stopped to stand in a sunbeam, turning my cheeks up at the shaft of golden fairylights, the dustmotes in the wood all shivering their little dancing bodies. a stranger stopped and kind of cocked her head and said basking? and i laughed nervously, already moving to get out of her way. instead, she said can i bask with you? and we stood there, full adults, a soundless hum in our chest. when the clouds came back over the sun, we made that awkward small talk - yeah i didn't expect it to be this chilly! and haha spring allergies are comin'.
and you pour yourself a cup of tea and are delighted when you measure the sugar ratio perfectly and you manage to parallel park correctly on the first time (probably because nobody was looking) and yoga really did help your lower back mobility and brown paper packages really do tug on your heartstrings and you love sweaters and furry blankets and watching your little potted plants grow one new and shining leaf and you want to find your younger self and say. yes, i am nostalgic for summers that bent like wheat and were buzzing with low energy and sleep. but darling. adulthood gets better because the time condenses into a prayerbook of your own psalms, these tender beautiful memories. it gets better because things become prettier, gentler, kinder to you - somehow. without you even noticing. you just get to the top of the hill and you realize - oh, this is the thing i've been missing.
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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she responded in such a chronically online way that im a bit speechless.
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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In love with dark curls and watercolor eyes...
Alexa, play "Dear Arkansas Daughter" by Lady Lamb
I started drawing this in january and shortly after I left it half done. I think I was going through some kind of jegulus-block. They're so important to me that when I feel like I'm not doing them enough justice I get desperate, frustrated, and stop drawing them completely... That's so sad, isn't it?
But luckily, there are wonderful people in this world who help me get through those times without even realizing it. So finally this week I said "I'm going to get back to it" and ended up drawing the best glasses I've ever drawn in my fucking life! Aasjfgkaj.
Stickers, postcards and posters available in my RedBubble Shop!
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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a part of adult life you never really realize as a child is the constant need for bowls in so many different sizes. you're always doing something and going "man i wish i had the right size bowl for this" no matter how many bowl sizes you have
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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"I can fix her." "I can make her worse." ENOUGH with the awareness!! I'M an enabler who believes there's nothing wrong with her!!
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― Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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worst part about getting angry is how much it makes you want to be mean
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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BPD math: they said I can come "if I want" instead of "you should come" so that means they hate me and they wish I was dead.
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feralregulus · 1 year ago
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Nobody apologized for how they treated me they just blamed me for how I reacted
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