I'm Mac and I reblog things so I can look at them later.
23, they/them, pisces, artist, writer, stoner.
My interests will change rapidly and this blog is not organized in the slightest. Welcome :)
I reached out to an old high school friend after 12 years of not speaking, only to find that she's in Greece doing a phd on psychiatric euthanasia. I confessed to being ignorant about the topic, so she emailed me 19 research papers and said "this will be a good start"
I asked another friend to provide a professional reference for me as part of a grant application. she agreed to, on the condition that I log into neopets, collect the daily free item, and transfer it to her account
was lamenting the fact that my eczema is flaring up when the thought "the itcher" popped into my head fully formed and unprompted and now i can't stop laughing
If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.
I wasn’t planning on finishing this piece originally but it was going so well that I decided to :)
Original sketch here:
Text below the cut:
ZZZ, DUDE!!
two resplendent little dudes conk OUT on a most supremely comfortable(and heinously grody)couch—these esteemed and melodious members of WYLD STALLYNS are going to be MOST RESTED in the morning!! excellent!!