hi !!! my name is december ! i use any pronouns and have autism and some other stuff.. oof
interests include : vocaloid, itemlabel (the company), stampys lovely world, kirby, splatoon, sonic, utdr, and so much more ! feel free to ask me about my interests (especially vocaloid, itemlabel, and slw!!l
i believe fizzy is trans (mtf) and use she/her pronouns on her !! if this is uncomfortable to you please feel free to not interact.
i also make utau covers (usually with defoko ;;!!!)) feel free to ask me for my channel !!)
waking up from nightmares i'm gasping, grasping, at empty air. the ache of made-up pain. jumbled words and disordered phrases, i'm panicked, praying, and in the darkness god is saying nothing.
i wake into another day, arrange a smile on my face, wear my brother's sweatshirt and fall asleep again with the lights on. holding tight, safe-keep, another muddle of lost wishes, another night of washing dishes, of holding all those memories of myself,
a little girl with unruly curls falling in her eyes. a laugh her brother called contagious. courageous is too big a word for her, and so is melancholy and so is despair. no empty days of helpless hurt or unwashed hair or broken promises and discarded dreams. she seems--
the furthest thing from strength. little hands make ineffectual fists, and, at six years old, she's writing "invisibility cloak" on her christmas lists, and waiting at the door for her sister to come home, never dreaming of a different life. no sadness yet to conquer. a kitchen knife is just a knife. no escape plans yet. no gambling on a broken end, no odds stacked against the bet.
i can't protect her from the dark days that lie ahead, she's too young and fear's too strong. i'll leave her dreaming in her bed. if i had a chance to whisper just one sentence, then i would
hold her close and tell her, darling, i'd save you from this if i could.
“What I'd just really like to say is, there lies a great importance in a common sense of mutual understanding.
To attain it, as it seems to me, one must be aware of some certain things: that we are all not perfect, that we are all creatures of both, strengths and weaknesses.
When we accept this fact, it is a lot easier to understand and to forgive, even ourselves. With some we will feel better than with others, and that's okay, too. We can combine each other's powers and try to make up for each other's flaws, give help and accept help without judgment, in an attempt to make this world a better place.
If more people were aware of these mere basics in mutual behavior, and really understood the roots of who we all are and how we all act, I believe, we would not just have a higher capability to treat each other well, but also attain a quality of life that we would all like to achieve.
i just got home from a friend's house. she was inviting me the other day but i wasn't available. today, before we got busy again with the new year's day celebration, i took the chance to go there and visit her.
we had a couple of drinks and it was fun. medyo engga na ko pero keri lang haha. i miss the days when talking and being with friends was not that hard. nowadays, we only could talk kasi in person, i rather talk about things in person than thru text/chat. the problem is she's rarely around and still studying sa province so times like this is very unusual so i try so hard to be present whenever she wanted to hang out.
sakto, feeling ko kasi nasasuffocate nako sa bahay kaya kailangan ko lang huminga. hay, salamat. kahit paano, medyo nawala yung pagkainis ko. salamat sa tawa. masaya ako, miss ko na kayo sobra.
mr. character development's tangible rehab from a stupidly evil power hungry bastard who has committed treason against every country to an idiot pacifist with a zebra print fedora, a moped and a license to teach yoga
( note: the 'mostly' comes from two things; one, the very very first version of this song sucked, and two, there are versions that are mostly identical )
Things to add into December to make it just a little better:
put on your warmest coat and go outside for a crisp winter walk
bring a book with you wherever you go and switch your phone time for reading time
light some seasonal candles and play some 1930s music — it’s sure to put you in a cozy mood
make your bed more often
drink water drink water drink water!!!!!!!
buy some cozy knits and wear them to buy groceries (we have some in stock at my vintage shop)
write yourself a love letter with all your hopes and dreams and open it on the last night of the year
take a bath lit only by candlelight and bring your laptop to watch your favorite show
buy yourself a plant and hope it helps the seasonal depression
try out a new flavor of coffee or tea at your local coffee shop
invest some time into your hobbies
buy a Jellycat stuffed animal on Amazon and cuddle with it during the long nights
spend some time at your local bookstore
keep up with your laundry and cleaning your bathroom
discover a new tv show, maybe even a docu-series!!
don’t pressure yourself to make this month anything special. it’s just another month. you don’t have to be extraordinary to be worthy of love or existence.
i have never felt special on my birthday, probably because it was the day of christmas eve and it has always been and will always be about christmas. i always thought of how inconvenient it is to be born on this day since it will never feel like it is my day so i somehow hate it haha. not to mention the christmas rush so there were always lots of people everywhere but good lord i am not complaining haha. probably its a good thing anyway since i always kinda hate it being the center of attraction, tho i lowkey wish i get to experience it one day.
the only thing that i liked most about it was that it always has this festive season vibe where it just usually feel nice because of holidays. you can feel the cold breeze of december kiss your face that felt nice and warm and then you'll suddenly feel alright. the gift giving and the christmas spirit feeling that you will feel around people that will tell you its christmas and everyone is just feeling happy and merry.
but growing up i figured it changes since you'll end up thinking about the expenses and what to give as christmas gifts to everyone and it is just stressful as fck. then it will just become another ordinary day and you just cant wait for it to be over.. also, i suck at giving gifts (as well as being an adult).
well, tbh, i never had a dream. i never saw myself being a 24 years old person or even reaching this age. and even if i ever pictured myself, i thought everything was better or at least wil become better once you were in your 20's. i just found out it isn't. sorry to disappoint you 14 year old self, but life isn't always that easy. here i am still struggling to live and make peace with what happened years ago. still no improvement.
hoping i wouldn't spend the next year in another state of misery and something will somehow change. at 24, i am nothing but just a tired adult trying to survive a neverending day to day battle with myself.
cheers to the better days that will come, hopefully.
watching the reception of may december has been sooo fascinating because it’s obviously much easier to set the terms of discussion for the film as “this whacky romp with campy mothering is kind of darkly funny, no?” than “this story about a child survivor of abuse has some really bleak things to say about how tabloid spectacle makes the viewer complicit in his continued abjection” which is exactly the same discontinuity thrust upon us in processing real life tabloid spectacles