#app closing

[threefuckencrowsinatrenchcoat]

Myself included tbh

[ink-the-artist]

Video game I saw in a dream. It was in this low poly style like an older video game. You play as this character I think was meant to be a lamb, or maybe a weird mix of a lamb a mouse and a rabbit, (while not really looking like any of those things) and you’re running away from a wolf. Your objective is to last as long as possible before the wolf catches and eats you.

The house you’re running in is endless and bizarrely put together like most building interiors in dreams are (like the infinite toilet dream dimension on Reddit lol) the layout of the house is pretty detailed, you can stop and hide in places like closets or bins while the wolf looks for you, you can go up and down stairs and into rooms etc.

You never actually know where the wolf is or how close it is to you until it appears in your line of sight, it makes no noise and the game gives you no way of knowing where it is, and it’s pretty unpredictable it doesnt move at a consistent pace. When the wolf catches you there’s an animation showing it eating your character

[zu-is-here]

Um...can you draw more killermare comic please? i love them very much (´,,•ω•,,)♡

I was never there

[chrollohearttags]

you ever get the feeling that you’re not really liked but just kinda tolerated?…like you don’t really belong anywhere and you’re just kinda always on the outside but you don’t fit in or wtv.

[eddiethehunted]

here’s the silly little valentines day steddie thing i talked abt a while ago

[inkskinned]

it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.

yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.

it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.

how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.

chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?

how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.

"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.

i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.

[brainworms-all-night-long]

Y'know what, you can also have this

It was meant to go in tandem with my Prime bros fic but because since I drew this I rewrote the draft of the first chapter so many times it doesn't fit anymore

[mybigfatgaylife]

The tunglr iOS app has taken to showing me posts out of chronological order. Specifically when I reblog something and then keep scrolling, my reblog will show up even if I’m deep in the past of my watchlist. And then other reposts of my posts will start showing up, like there’s some sort of weird temporal incursion going on.

So: poll time!

[colonelbaconbits]

Girl get in their!

[mykpoppers]

STRAY KIDS: NOEASY, CHEESE (2021) Yang Jeongin at Stray Kids 2nd World Tour "Maniac" in JAPAN (2022) via @/WhyYouNameChris

[echomimus]

head over heels

[allmightyscroll-swag]

Ive seen other people do tmnt au posts even though they're not competing, so....

OH NO!!! IT APPEARS KRAANG!LEO IS LOST WITHIN THE @tmntaucompetition !!!

ft. @overthinkingspark-blue 's bettle Leo & @tizeline 's sep!Donnie. Don't look too closely at them I made this panel in 15 minutes in the notes app <3

Someone please direct him to the nearest chair/empty corner; he's about to pass out, throw up, or both. He probably needs some water, too, if anyone has it.

This is a spiritual successor to this joke post I made recently

This is also actually a version of him way later than he is currently in the comic, but I thought it'd be more fun this way <3 it seems that the eyes aren't the only thing wrong with him now.....

Meanwhile, in the lost & found corner .....

[bongwateriero]

i swear to god i just had an ad on my dash of the jolly green giant and it just said ‘GREEN CUNT’ over it. hello hello

[whatsuphoneybee]

mourning the death of blaseball extra hard today

blaseball was such an online third space.

it wasn’t social media, it wasn’t shopping, it wasn’t work. it was just fun.

[daily-hanamura]

Aww bancho that's such a sweet sentiment! It's really

Oh.

[a-kind-of-merry-war]

the issue with practicing good self-care is that it's so much easier to do when you're already feeling okay

on a day where I'm not in abject despair, I can go for a walk with little effort and stop myself from looking myself up and not get sucked into scrolling mindlessly on socials that'll make me feel like shit because I'm "not good enough"

but on a day when I do feel bad, not only are those things really, really hard to do but I actively want to do the harmful things even more. On a bad day, I am like 70% more likely to google myself. On a really bad day I want to actively seek out and read bad reviews (I don't, but the urge follows me around all day). Why? I don't know! It's like a form of self-harm.

And then of course if you give into those urges on the bad days, they make the bad days last longer and the good days harder to get back to.

I dunno where I'm going with this other than the fact that the human brain is a hot fucking mess and I wish it would behave itself.