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Bodies Bodies Bodies
I love my body, I hate my body, I adore my body, I'm proud of my body, I'm tired of my body. All these thoughts exist together and naturally, just like any other facet of my physical existence that makes me exasperated with myself. My relationship to my body is just like my penchant for stubbing my toe, it both exists and it doesn't. Maybe it is just me, but a body is just a body for me. I would rather have a relationship with my soul, with my solitude, with me.
Celebrating my body is akin to celebrating breathing, okay we could if you really want to but also it seems silly to do it for something so innately human. Loathing my body is just as bewildering to me, why would I hate something that is just there? Like nursing a grudge against a speck of dust in the afternoon sun.
Do we have to be aware of our bodies all the time, why do they even have to be separate from we ourselves? It is not my body typing this, I am typing this, my body and me are one. To splice me apart into my components, is that the right way to celebrate me? I would much rather live in a world where our bodies were as insignificant as our intestines to our celebration of self.
#why do we keep thinking about our bodies instead of just living in them?#this body does not exist#I exist#body positvity#body image#not love not hate but a secret third thing#indifference
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Kagiura: I'm going to cut the sleeves off all my shirts. Niibashi: What? Why? Kagiura: Hirano-san is gone for the weekend, and he's like 98% of my impulse control.
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Finally found my motivation to get back to doodling more haikaveh art!!! Since a lot of you liked my hydro eidolon kaveh art I went ahead and made some more inspired by other haikaveh artists' fanart. I also wasn't really happy with how I shaded hydro kaveh's hair last time so I tried to improve it this time. Enjoy!
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you've been salmonsharked reblog to salmonshark someone else
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I wish Layla was a dps because this normal attack is soooooo pretty!!!
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DO YOU HAVE ANY GAMES ON YOUR PHONE?

#the thing#the thing in the corner is bored#enrichment in my enclosure#candycrush saga#eldrich horror
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Some foods taste so good you inhale half of it so fast you choke & then savor the rest with a bit of fear
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He's my moon & stars
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It's so weird to not have a passion for something in life. I envy the people who have something that makes their life have meaning. I am just someone who is living, going through the motions. If anyone was to ask tomorrow, 'what do you really want to do in life?' my answer would be to live a peaceful life. A life that is not ambitious or striving for something great. Just a humdrum life where the blooming trees make me smile and a reminder to order cat food is taped to my door. This is the life I am living right now, and I am so unwilling to give it up but unfortunately things cost money. A disadvantage of being happy in quietness is having to reconcile that to have that peace, you'll have to play the loud brash game. I wish I lived in a time where you were valued for being alive and not as a productive cog. I hope that the children who will come once I'm gone will get to live in that age. Where quietness is as valued as loudness, where you exist not to make but to enjoy.
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HELP THIS IS BEAUTIFUL HOW DID A BLEP BE LIKE THIS
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Small Town Grocery Store Stories: LGBTQ+ friendly edition
Me: minding my own damn business in the grocery store
One of my students and a few of his teammates enter the dairy aisle.
My student is holding hands with one of his teammates.
My student: Oh hey, Professor X!
Me, who has both my student and his girlfriend in my class: …Hello
My student, looking at his hand-holding partner: Oh! Don’t worry. My girlfriend knows. Not that I’m cheating! I’m not cheating. I’m not gay.
Hand Holding boy: Not that being gay is a bad thing! It’s a good thing!
My student: Right! But no, listen. We aren’t together, we just hold hands in public sometimes.
Hand Holding Boy: Especially on Friday nights. And weekends. And at away games.
My student: Because sometimes people will say shit and then we can punch them! And if the fight started because someone was being homophobic, coach won’t get mad at us.
Hand Holding Boy: Always nice to punch a homophobe. And [gesturing to another boy in the group] maybe they’ll think twice about saying something to [other boy’s name] if he ever gets a boyfriend and wants to hold his hand for real. The Gay One, resigned but smiling: I’ve decided it’s sweet and not really fucking weird.
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This mouse isn't working
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idk what traumatized or mentally ill person needs to hear this but dreams (especially the really disturbing ones you dont want to talk about to anybody) arent some deep peek into your psyche or a sign of your True Desires or whatever theyre quite literally your brain making fruit salad with whatever it can find on the shelf. just putting all that shit in a blender and hitting obliterate. its fine, youre fine, youre not a weirdo for it
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Hey,is that sunburn or you always this hot?
it's the molten remains of my corneas that burst into flames reading this shit.
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nothing like plopping your boobs on your desk to give your back a break
#boobs#big girl problems#taking off the titties after a long day at the mines#how to tell you're old
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