No because we are not talking about Take Aim enough!!!
That shit is so sad bro, but Ves makes it sound so pretty?? And then you got ii casually murdering the drums with his signature sound and pattern that scratches your brain in the best way?!
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[[from incognito-lionbeast]] i spent way too much time on this & don’t think about anything in this pic too hard, but I brought melon & an umbrella to the pool party. ( •̀ ω •́ )✧
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YES!!! Another one joins the pool party!!!🍉 🌊🌴
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rewatching she-ra again while I draw and and and omfg
In S5 when Wrong Hordak (never not funny) asks Entrapta about her "facial tic" and she IMMEDIATELY just explains to him what it is - a wink - what it's called and how it's used and THEN gives him encouragement to try it out so he understands it better and feels more confident??
My. Fucking. Heart. neurodivergent ppl looking out for neurodivergent ppl and showcasing EXACTLY how to just not be a dick to people who don't get social cues. It's not our fault. It's not personal. It's not us trying to be difficult. We just don't get it. Explain it, give an example, a safe place to practice it and boom, logged and loaded.
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on the bright side:
I'm almost done studying for one of my November midterms, thank God!
my friend introduced me to Penny and Sparrow and I've been listening to them a lot today
am holding Wendy Cope's "The Orange" like an orange in my cardigan pocket
just started Frederick Buechner's Telling the Truth and it is BRILLIANT, my friends
listened to the Field Guide and Lizzy McAlpine cover of Coldplay's Yellow today and I am simply... obsessed
people are trickling back into the dorm after reading week and it is so good to hear more laughter around the table!!
I think efforts toward community cultivating have been super successful, thanks be to God. I set up a prayer wall and people are actually using it! We continue to do Sunday night worship and nightly psalm readings! People are actually taking advantage of the open invitation to come by for tea and a cookie and a chat, which I have been WAITING since last year to happen!
came back from Hadestown on Friday even more convinced that no love is ever wasted, and that was a huge comfort to me.
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hey therians who force themselves to do quads every single time they feel like they can, time and time again, i love you, take a break. make a snack. watch a movie. then maybe you can go do it again. maybe.
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every day of my life last five years i've spent pretending to be normal, looked everyone in the eye hiding the guilt and the shame and the depth of my depravity, covering hideous tendencies with a thick veil of well-woven lies, a façade so reliable and solid that i believed it myself. i decided it's a part of me, that there is nothing behind that veil, below that carpet, i may as well lean on it and feel the coarse texture of plaster on the wall, rest my head and sense the cold ceramic tiles coating the floor. and i do. and they bear my weight loyally, sometimes slightly bending under the pressure, if the temperature's jumping and the underground waters play with the house's foundation. i feel almost safe in my sanity, protected, unstained. but every once in a while comes the fearful kiss from reality, red lines crawl out of my carpet, as the wall i'm clawing at dissipates under my nails — showing the fridge filled with heads, hands and black goo everywhere, puppets of various degrees of obscenity, sweaty towels, shards of broken 8 balls, hung plushies, char left from someone's burned grandmother and a taxidermized old man, bits of robots with blood still pouring from their pipe branches, piles upon piles of corpses, yet another head in a microwave... and so much more things i couldn't bear to stop my gaze on.
all these things are stuck in my mind. all of them are always in my mind, no matter how hard i try to ignore them.
and the worst thing, is that i am
i myself am
...i am, too, homestu--
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