okay I want to make myself clear over a few things. You are free to use my art for ANYTHING appropriate, in fact I’m glad when my art is used! Pfps, edits, reposts etc. just please please PLEASE credit me! Or atleast don’t claim it as yours! And please don’t use my art for anything inappropriate or for something I’m uncomfortable with (tacomic) (yeah this happened)
I’m getting a lot of fame recently and I’m starting to get really anxious of the attention, so I might start posting less , I might also change my username. I don’t know how to deal with this. Again I’m happy you guys like my content, I really am , but now that I have a whole group of people looking up to me I feel pressured and embarrassed. I’m not used to this ,I’m sorry.
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laios can top but hes not using his own meat. too many sensory issues in the hole and hed prefer to use some crazy strap besides. okay. we need to be on the same page on this everyone
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my personal headcanon is the vees were unremarkable nobodies when they were alive. i just love it as a thematic throughline for them. they love to let the public of hell speculate on them being famed and acclaimed since before death, but the the truth is they were a d-list failed influencer that got by on cheap controversey and scamming, a broke junkie who burned every shaky bridge he ever had, and a worn-out broadcast production assistant with more rejected auditions and tossed out script pitches than he could count. nobody missed them when they were gone, nobody cared who they were until they were dead.
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this is i think the most i've ever cared about a sport without being involved in it myself. like i got emotional frequently about cross country and track but that was so different like those were my best friends, my roommates, people i photographed the highs and lows of, people i held my breath waiting for times to come in when i couldn't make it physically to a meet, etc. like i knew them, they knew me, i will be part of their weddings kind of thing. so it's very weird to have cried over f1 being so much further removed than i am used to being to a sport i care about this much lol.
anyways the upside here is thank fucking GOD i don't have to send any of these drivers consolation texts; that was the worst part of races in college
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I didn't see anything about it, but I wanted to ask, how did your move go, how have you adjusted, and how are YOU doing?
hey, thanks for asking!
It's been good. i realized i never mentioned it, but it wasn't a big move. we just kinda shifted literally the entire house around. not the hardest of moves, but it was still difficult with the arrangement and process we had, though everything's worked out really well. we're adding more people to the household, which is why we did it in the first place, so this rearrangement was for the best interest of everyone. sorry if i caused concern and made it seem like something bigger than it was, i just kinda forgot to specify that it wasn't a move move. that's my bad ^^"
i do feel the need to finally and actually specify that now 1) because i should've done it anyway and 2) because i plan to ACTUALLY move out soon and i dont want to cause confusion and/or more concern about that
everything's been very good though, and we are very excited. in terms of the move, I'm doing great! there's been issues, but family's just like that, and with everyone having shifted, it was bound to happen, but we're pretty chill now :]
again, thank you for asking! it means a lot that my little crabbies are interested in me, too (*^▽^)/★*☆♪
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i have been near-comically nonfunctional for large periods of my life that i probably appeared mostly normal during, thanks solely to being able to live with my parents during that time and thus not actually having to face any consequence of being unable to provide for or take care of myself. during those time periods, except for when i was working retail i couldn’t rightly tell you what the hell i was doing during certain whole months (other than ‘bussing into DC to volunteer 2-3 times a week’ and ‘petting a rat sometimes’ but conceptualizing the rest of that time passing is like a black hole). since I think I didn’t actually address why i was like that and instead simply just ‘stopped being like that’ due to fortuitous brain chemistry, even during functional stages of my life where i ‘feel okay’ and can like find and hold down a mediocre job (“just til I find a better one” and then I fucking don’t. I’ve had this one for five years now) and move out and rent an apartment and fill it with paralysis inducing degrees of horrible mess, i dont achieve anything meaningful, i don’t even feel able to engage with my hobbies or artistic pursuits except the ones that are contained in the computer or socialize beyond what falls in my lap or anything. man idk where i was going with this i’m weird and a failure
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