cant believe i would suppress my happiness and excitement for things
i would get embarrassed about if i liked/loved posts too often, or followed too many people, or reblogged/talked about things that people made
but no! i can share it as much as i want!! i can love it as much as i want!! ima pour my love into everyone and everything and enjoy uninhibited happiness!!
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I WILL KILL THE ANON HATER imagine being so pathetic as to send mean things to a stranger on the internet... that person doesn't matter and neither does their opinion. Me and a bunch of others love your page because it's stuff that makes you happy and your drawings and writings are made with such love and excitement!! I love seeing you enjoy yourself!! I know it sucks but please don't let these fuckos get you down. Love you Aero, you being you and sharing your passions inspires me to be me every day ♥️♥️♥️
thank u toad ;w;
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Get to Know the Blogger
Thanks for the tag @scribbledquillz c: I hope your weekend is going well!
(I have no idea who has or hasn't done this, so ignore if you don't want to/have already/etc): @ndostairlyrium @star--nymph @heniareth @jtownnn @demandthedoodles @greypetrel (I think you might've done this one? but if not c:)
Share your wallpaper: I use a shared computer, but:
Last song you listened to: A Taste of Honey by Peggy Lee
Currently reading: The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson (a reread)
Last movie: Underworld (okay but listen, I had no idea how much of the dialogue I remember from this movie by heart. It was my first R-rated movie, I definitely shouldn't have been watching it, and my taste in women is inextricably shaped by Kate Beckinsale in that catsuit/embossed corset/leather duster combo)
Last show: How to Build a Sex Room
Craving: Coconut Taro boba
What are you wearing right now: Jeans and black and orange ghost crop top
How tall are you: 5'4"
Piercings: Two on each ear
Tattoos: No, but as soon as I can get up the nerve (low pain tolerance, can't stand that buzzing noise) I am getting a moon w stained glass honeycomb inside
Glasses? Contacts? Glasses, can't stand contacts
Last drink: Coffee
Last thing you ate: Breakfast sandwich w biscuits, egg, and bacon (oh man, I just realized that it's four...whoops)
Favorite color: Purple! But especially plum purple and periwinkle
Current obsession: Dragon Age? (How long can one be into something before liking it becomes chronic? Does it count as a current obsession if I've been obsessed for over a year?)
Any pets: One tiny terrier mix named Rigatoni (Toni for short)
Favorite fictional character: oh this is a mean question :c Tybalt from the October Daye series or Cimorene from the Enchanted Forest Chronicles
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fondly thinking about my best friend.
no idea how she's managed to stick it out with me this far but i'm amazed that after over 6 years she still has enough patience to tolerate me.
when i don't feel like i'm good enough, she reminds me of who i am. when i make mistakes, she doesn't treat me any different. when i'm highly dysphoric, she just /gets/ it and shows me unrelenting support and encouragement. she's my #1 hypeman, and i am hers.
there isn't another person in the world that's been able to make me feel even.. remotely okay in my own skin, about how i look and how a body feels (i would also say about who i am, but i'd be lying).
i realize that i've always had a bit of body dysmorphia and generally don't enjoy looking at my own face because it's.. very uncanny to me. i don't have a proper sense of style. but she always just?? has something nice to say and she does it so genuinely that you can actually believe that she means what she says. because she's the same.
i'll go out looking like a 12 year old boy and she's just. fucking. there for it. she'll cheer for it. do it with me. and then we'll walk around the block looking like two lil' dudebros together because we own the same clothes. and fucking hell.
this girl is too good to me. i absolutely don't deserve her.
sometimes it's hard to believe that someone like her exists.
and that i get to be witness to it.
there's caveats, of course. we talk so rarely (we go weeks without), the interests we share are few and far between and there's.. so many things i could never tell her because i will never get over that fear of losing her.
there is no right moment and there isn't a time and those are things i neither need nor want her to know, because it would change the way she sees me.
and i guess that seems callous and detached and dishonest.
but we are there when it matters. i am there when she needs me and i will always pick up her pieces.
i want her to have a good thing. she sees me as a good thing.
so i'll let her have me this way.
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