#uhmmm.. good things. good things..

[s-ccaam-era-crepe]

somebodyyy tell scam to stop dwelling on the past

[talkorsomething]

Today's experiment: weavechat connect + possibly sherpa tts on the fire tablet i have. It's small, old, and certainly not up to date, but if it's possible to run an aac app i like on it...

[wittness]

just cleaned our fridgeee.

[girlpetrarca]

I can't find my binder and I'm wearing a pair of different bandaids for the nipples it's a fucking sensory nightmare I feel like I'm going to puke

[dandyshucks]

u all have to pretend u don't notice anything if i change my GGG self-insert's design a billion times, okay?

[orcelito]

Honestly why am I fucking Like This

[thornedswan]

It's strange for me having not been on this blog for a good bit, consistently that is. I hope each and every one of you could find a small joy in your day to carry with you. Remember to be gentle with yourself even when everything else comes down hard. You deserve nourishment just as much as anyone, you are not the exception.

[sealingknight]

staff is soooo funny. The posts I see ARE good and varied because I curated my dash that way💕💕 If your dash sucks that sound like a you problem💗 follow more or cooler people maybe✌ My dash will countinue to be full of good and varied posts because I will continue to follow more and cooler people💕💕 If I see the same post over and over whether it is 5 times or 50, it is because I WANT it that way🙄

Hope this helps😗👍

[puppetlooselystrung]

i think theres something really sick and sadistic about having extreme depression in spring/summer. like the sun is out its warm out i COULD go do things if i wanted to since im not snowed in but honest to god 9/10 times i will feel no better than i did during the winter at this moment.

[elftwink]

theres a phenomenon that happens on here i have been calling "normalize loving parents posting" which is when you spend a lot of time on tumblr and are exposed to a lot of one specific counter-cultural narrative day in and day out until you start to forget what the dominant ideas are for most of the human population and thus feel the need to "defend" things that are widely accepted and popular. it's called this because of the time a bunch of text posts about shitty dads were circulating and then people with good relationships with their dad didn't feel included enough and started making "uhmmm can we normalize loving parents? not everyone has a deadbeat dad, MY dad is great" type posts, seemingly forgetting that good relationship with dad is a cultural norm that is expected and encouraged. i think its good practice, especially when im annoyed, to stop before i hit the post button and ask myself if this is a real issue or if im normalize loving parents posting. because often im about to try to normalize loving parents

[sunshine-sky0]

i am soooo sorry to ppl who actually read these posts, i am so bitter and sad on here, and thats not what i usually am, im sorry :(

[puppybeetle]

sometime i worry that my prescription so low tghat i dont realsies need glasses but then i take them off and i realise that , no , there is a reason ( i cant see </3 )

[james-silenthill]

God hopepunk is such a stupid word

[ratvich]

it was really a punch to the gut

[cavefairy]

stardew valley 👍

[dadsbongos]

being sevika's clueless, pretty girlfriend.

she's having you hold her arm steady as she repairs it. you're perched on a desk while she's on a chair right in front of you. stiff, frozen metal laid across your pillowy lap. big eyes wondering down at each gear and wire as she leans against your knees to screw a joint into place.

"this thing doesn't look like you at all..."

"yeah, baby, 's an arm."

"no! like, uhm, it looks... fun?"

sevika glances up through her thick lashes, a brow raising curiously and lips curving sideways, "i'm not fun?"

"you're like if the color orange was a person."

"good thing?"

"uh-huh!"

"good."

your knee starts bouncing at some point - sevika sighs and shoots you a soft glare,

"baby," she presses, "stop moving."

"oh, sorry!"

"'s okay," she mutters, "you're real antsy today. need to get up?"

"no, i'm fine." disbelief is written clear over her face, you melt under the mere notion and shrug, "i guess i could get out... in a bit... whenever you're done."

"i've done what i can today," she sits up, a harsh ache panging up her spine and through each rib, "you wanna go out? where?"

"uhmmm," you purse your lips as sevika attaches her clunky new arm -a faint guilt stings through your gut; today was meant to be about slimming the design. cutting jinx's fatty, maximalist design wherever possible.

sevika slices that shame where it sprouts, "'uhm's not a place. i told you those piltover guides are shit scams."

"i know, i know, uhmmm... let me think!"

"okay."

"sev' you're gonna hate me..."

"what's up, baby?" she helps you off the desk with her organic hand, looking down at you passively.

"i have no idea where i wanna go..."

"want me to pick?" she grins when you nod, eyes scrunching cutely. yanking you into her side, sevika shrugs cooly, "can't start hating you 'cuz your head's empty, baby, it's what makes us so good together."