Thinking about the girl I hit it off with so well at a party and we were like seconds away from a one night stand (and then hopefully a date) and she pulled away and went “nah I promised my boyfriend I wouldn’t do this again..” and I felt like I just got sucker punched. Boyfriend? Again??? What??
Seriously still thinking about her tho, her bf lives in Tennessee and he doesn’t deserve her…
Unrelated but has anyone else every broken up with someone because they were too like mentally stable and neurotypical? Or is that just me
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I’ve been having a rough couple of weeks (nothing bad!! just general stress…general depression…the usual…you know😔🙏) but even though I haven’t been drawing as much, I’ve been trying my hardest to respond to all the messages & comments etc here…you all are so sweet & I love talking to you🥹💓😙😙
1) the sunrise this morning!!!! It’s been the nastiest June ever…cloud and rain every single day so to finally have a nice day after a week of rain makes me so happy!! 💓💓
2) the flowers I got a few days ago🥹🥹🥹
3) all I wanted to do when I woke up today was listen to Led Zeppelin on repeat and lay in bed in a depression funk😆😆 but I dragged myself out of bed & drew Robert Plant at the beach instead💓💓💓 tbh I think the sun helps a lot with my mood!!
4) I forced my friend to come over and we played Pax Renaissance (literally the most obtuse, bizarre board game of all time but I’m obsessed with it🙏🙏)(I lost every game bahahahahahahaha)
5) I did a bit of makeup today after a week of nothing💓
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arthur lester may have trauma but his character is built in a way where i want to hear him getting stabbed and killed and beaten up more
however, i hear about warren godby being kept in a sustained state of trauma so that he can be picked at like a lab rat one more time and i’m going to actually lose it ONE GOOD THING LET HIM HAVE ONE GOOD THING GODDAMMIT
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I always think of this for the dynamic, but spicier. Some The Company of Wolves vibes too for Trinket and Raphael.
The panel comes from the book Through the Woods by Emily Carol (which I own).
But the luck thing is really the vibe for these two. Trying to outsmart each other all the while he’s trying to capture her (soul) permanently instead of temporarily like with the contract. And she finds it a fun game to step into the trap he’s laid before dancing out of it before it closes each time (through her own wit).
For the record, I imagine Karlach saying something to her like “how is it that you are simultaneously the smartest and dumbest person I know”.
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there is something so crazy in the way benson had chris right up in his face trying to intimidate him into shutting up (which wasn't really doing shit) but a slight shake of randy’s head and benson lets it drop……. for .3 seconds
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ayyyyyyy I set up an appointment for medication this Friday (telemedicine but whatever) and I get to see my former therapist again later this month. I’m kind of excited. More than kind of. Little sad, but I’m lonely and want to talk to someone. He’s a real cool dude. I’m a little worried to trauma dump the last 6 months on him, but whatever, it beats sitting there for an hour feeling like I’m wasting his time and struggling to think of things to say. dang dang dang, I’m excited.
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Sometimes people say super judgy stuff about drugs/parties/staying up late/slutty clothes and I’m like. You know you sound like a Bible Belt Mormon right? Like you sound like my Sunday school teacher from when I was 12.
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One thing that goes crazy is those distant screaming calls for help you can hear in the background of off to the races. Like the whole basic premise is this lolita inspired dynamic between this young lonely girl and this much older man where she swears that nobody else in the world would even have her except for him and this in itself is a feat because she’s ‘crass’ and has a ‘broke down life’ etc and the whole thing is entrenched in denial. He loves her in spite of all these things wrong with her, all he asks is that she does what he wants, he’s like an omnipresent figure for her - watches her in the bathroom, getting dressed etc. and the almost hyperbolic way she describes herself smitten with him and how she believes she needs him, she’s nothing without him, the dependency borders on the paternal. It’s not that she’s unable to leave it’s that she believes she has nowhere else to go, he’s made it so she’s so enmeshed that she simply thinks she could not survive without him. he’s ‘saving’ her from herself and she’s in even more debt to him for it (sorry that im misbehaving!!!) and imo she’s almost a parody of herself bc she doubles down on this narrative that’s she’s a seductress and insane and crazy and she needs looking after by this mature older man when in reality she’s so troubled, under constant observation but she twists it so it’s like she’s running away to be caught by him rather than to escape. And in the end her calls for help can barely be heard under the passionate repetition that he’s her one true love
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YOURE THE REALEST PERSON EVER FOR TRANTHARRY POSTING!!!!!! ive been saying this since day 1. You get me. Thank you. Cheering and screaming.
omg thank you so so so much 😳😭🫡 i almost felt bad for the spam at first but idk trantharry make me crazy!!! like it started with me like “i think they could kiss. for the laughs.” but then i gave it some thought and like… i think they could be really compatible! they have several common interests, they’re both SOOOOO divorced, trant would know how to help harry get and stay sober, harry could maybe become the father that stepped up (emphasis on maybe), i think they’d both be total total freaks, trant would actually be interested in how harry’s mind works, they could be so annoying together, etc etc etc. 🥰
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Crazy how getou became a jobless cult leader in jjk like he was so real for that… nuts about him…
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I forgot to tell y’all I’m embarrassed bc last night at my favorite restaurant there’s this really sexy man that works there 🤣🤣 but that’s not why it’s my favorite i promise lmao anyways tho my mom said something about how he put salt on my margarita rim and not sugar cause I get a frozen strawberry instead of a lime marg and I straight up was watchin this man form across the restaurant and told my mom “he can do whatever he wants” 💀💀🤧
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mentions of weight loss in tags
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rare photo of me that my friend took last night because uh. why am i so stressed. babe that’s what the clove cigarette is for
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Two hours. I got two hours of sleep. I’m so frustrated with myself.
Went to the ER. Everyone was very nice. They gave me an IV bag of fluids (I was dehydrated! Sad cactus!) and a little ativan (teeny dose), which was nice at the time! Just a little amount, but the (mostly) quiet room, fluids, and meds managed to relax me a lot. Could have fallen asleep if the bed was actually comfortable. Then they packed me up, gave me another little Ativan to take home for tonight, and said they’d contact my primary. Cool cool. Got some much needed food on the way home, then took the pill and got comfy. Again, smallest dosage they make, so no feeling too good. Managed to muscle past my anxiety to fall asleep, and… 2 hours. Woke up. Tried to go back to sleep. Too frustrated and anxious and I feel like crap. What should I do? Just eat a whole gummy and hope that knocks me out? For me, that feels like playing roulette. Could work, yeah. Could make me sleepy and pliable. Could also backfire and make me feel sick and extra anxious for another 5 or 6 hours. What do I do? Roll back up to the ER? “Hewwo, I woke up and I need more benzos 👉👈🥺” haha funny, but I’ve seriously been thinking about it 😑
God, I’m miserable. Been sitting outside on the porch for a bit. Not quite an hour. Needed to get out of the apartment, but tbh, nearly 4am outside isn’t doing much for me. I just feel alone. It wouldn’t help with sleeping, per se, but just someone, I dunno, hugging or holding me for a few minutes would honestly save me a little. What a mess. Oh yeah, and apparently my kidneys are going 👎👎👎 down. Bad meat. Not great test results. Not what I’m focusing on tonight. I’m a mess. Anyway, this was my update. Sorry for all the walls of text. Suppose this is mainly for me to look back on in the future, but can’t pretend it’s not at least a little validating to put this all out into the world and knowing that maybe one or two people read this and I didn’t suffer completely without recognition. Yeah…
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