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BAHAHA OMG , SPY
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I saw my mom and she did what she usually does and I left because I am too old to be entertaining relationships that bring me pain. But for the first time ever instead of being mad in public at her I got sad and had to go to a bathroom stall to cry. It was nothing new, her behavior, but it cut so much deeper this time.
Lately I've been missing her. Or the idea of a mother anyways. I've been in love recently and I've desperately wanted to ask someone about it. (Is it normal to think of them this much? Am I being pathetic? How does one know when they're in love? What should i do? What if i ruin everything?)
I read a book about growing up with emotionally immature parents and i remember the line "people intrinsically seek comfort from their first caretakers, even if they know they are incapable of giving it" and I felt it ring true as blew my nose and pretended there weren't people on the other side of reinforced plastic who could hear my sniffles
I wanted to hate myself; I'm 25 and I'm acting like a child, hiding out and crying because my mom was mean to me. But I thought of The-Me-Who-Was-A-Child and how she was right to cry then and I denied her her space. And she has followed me all these years because I have been her all these years and she has been me. So we sat together. We grieved together and reassured each other that we were not stupid or childish; we were having an emotionally appropriate reaction to someone we love hurting us.
And eventually my eyes were dry enough to leave. I took a back exit so no one would see my red eyes and blotchy face. As I walked towards the car to return to my house with my books and my flowers, as I took note of the setting sun's painted sky, I thought to myself: if I ever have a daughter, she will never have to feel that my love is conditional. If there should ever be a child in my life, I will protect them and never make them feel their feelings are a burden unto others. And in that moment it struck me: the first child we have to protect and love is the one we used to be
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Banished to the lonely void.
#chara voice: 'gee you die twice and suddenly you have to spend eternity in the void.'#my art#undertale#chara dreemurr#chara
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MY CRINGEFAIL, ROACH EATING, BABYGIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!
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el martianito game
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yea, i can eat 40 brownies, they were made by my extremely shy new friends why would i let them go to waste.
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arirals in voices of the void and their reputation system and events rule. they fucking hate you if you try to hang out in their treehouse and eat their food. at good reputation they will take you to their treehouse to nap and give you food. they enjoy throwing rocks at your window regardless of slightly disliking or slightly liking you. when youre in good with them they'll knock a vent cover out for you as a favour and when youre their enemy theyll knock a vent out above you while you work and punch you once before bolting. they'll go on a joyride on your atv but will fill it up when they return it if they like u. if they dont theyll rig it to explode on touch. they fucking love running up to you while invisible and ripping shrimp out of your hands. letting them do so will give you a massive reputation boost. they can leave a gravity gun outside for you but if you take and use it they will hunt you down invisibly and beat you up to take it back. its all forgiven if u just give it back tho. if they hate you enough they'll leave a box of brownies on your doorstep that contains a bomb. if they dont like you or they do like you they will fill your base with blue fluorescent glowsticks. they leave brownie trails for you to follow (if they dislike you its so they can fill your house with trash while youre gone). sometimes you can wake up to them, invisible as always, spoonfeeding you yogurt while you sleep. they'll bolt the minute theyre caught. at your lowest and highest point of approval they will, regardless, construct a catapult in your garage and rig it to throw a paper maché alien directly at your face once the door opens. they have cat faces. theyre like 10 feet tall. if they like you enough they'll vaccinate you. theyre alien creatures of all time.
#voices of the void#votv#voices of the void spoilers#votv spoilers#ariral#i fucking love these dudes i love watching them go between loving and fucking HATING mira
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Found my new art program
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kerfussy
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bread boys more like dead boys am i right
#please read this in martyn's voice#limited life#limited life spoilers#limited life smp#life series smp#mcyt#trafficblr#24l spoilers#the void collection
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That, that was fine right?
#voices in the void#like i said nothing but facts#im not trying to holler right now i swear#how do you say “id like to occupy the space next to you” but like in a no pressure way#there's no way is there#fuck did i fuck up?????#did i jump before looking again????#i thought it sounded pretty caring but platonic#but god i feel so obvious now it feels glaringly obvious fuck#okay no its fine theyre oblivious#and even if they arent and by some miracle they read between the lines#they'll never bring it up on their own they'll probably just ignore it and repress any associated emotions
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Another mock up poster for VOTV idea
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My Dream VOTV ending where Kel goes with the Arirals and gets the fuck outa there and never worries about student loans again and gets to finally see a damn doctor. Especially after some recent lore hints from Monique.
#voices of the void#votv#art#Agremia Armuntela#dr. kel#the millennial dream of having all your needs met by a powerful woman
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the izutsumi dimension
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cat in pants
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