What were AWTR clexa's new year's resolution?
Well. Technically... in this timeline, Lexa's been gone almost 8 years now. It'll be eight years in March, and while Clarke has felt every single second of it, it's still shocking to look at the calendar and realize it when she drops by Gus's and sees the passage of time in the lines that pepper her face.
But, life does go on. And Clarke's finally truly getting her life to a place she wants it. School is long over and she's done the whole traveling through Europe thing. Worked in several museums and galleries, building her knowledge and finding her footing in the art world that's actually tangible to her now. 2024 is the year of pushing herself to step outside of her comfort zone. It's not at all about "This is MY year" energy, but rather just... it's time. It's time to actually be vulnerable again. It's time to start displaying my own work and putting my heart on canvas.
So her resolution is to book a show, hopefully her first solo show, one that isn't her normal abstract work. She wants to move away from the safety of hiding behind color and inks and shadow. Hiding her away to keep all for herself. She thinks she's ready to display more intimate pieces - pieces of herself and her past. Pieces of her pain and healing over the years. Finding catharsis in being vulnerable in this new way. It almost feels... criminal. The fact that she's never shared any of her personal pieces when so much of her portfolio is filled with sleek hands and haunting eyes that she knows good and godamn well is better than the other stuff she's put up in the past. So much of who she is as a person and an artist has been shaped by the girl in the pictures. But she's never shared her with the world.
This year she's... she's gonna stop doing that. She's going to stop trying so hard to hide the broken pieces of who she is. This year she's going get to a place where it feels ok to share Lexa with everyone too...
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I know i'm making this deeper than it needs to be but people comparing Jason Todd to Danny Fenton because they both died and came back.Danny died on accident while snooping his parents' bussiness and woke up like he took a nap and got super cool powers and to be a superhero afterwards and Jason was MURDERED.He was FIFTEEN,he was a BABY,my sister is that age,he fought crime and he was so sweet and funny and respectful of minorities and he cared about school and loved books and plays and neapolitan ice cream and didn't know how to flirt with girls and grew up poor and became a street kid after his mom died of overdose and his dad got sent to jail and he had a pen pal who was also a kid sidekick and they got to met just ONCE before the Joker decided to kill him as a fucking game to him and almost everybody talked badly of him afterwards for no reason and NOBODY in the D/p x DC shitdom cares because they don't actually know Robin!Jason and just want to compare the definition of 'Good Kid' to a guy who's the pic for the 'power perversion potential' page on the tropes website and dumped his fat black gf for a skinny white pick me because they have a white boy fixation and a pedofetish
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are you happy to be spreading racist lies? is Israel really what you want to be representing Judaism?
I have never in the recent years posted anything in support of israel. If you read "Don't be antisemitic" as "I support Israel" then kindly chuck yourself into the nearest filthy toilet.
Stop sending this shit to Jews.
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heeehee hooohoho nothing has weight, sense, or value anymore. everything is everybody's fault. no one can be blamed for anything. sorry for being an asshole i'm just going to fucking kill myself.
i asked my mom if she remembered if we set up an account for me to check an info, she said she didn't know, i said okay thanks, don't do anything about it though.
this afternoon, while i'm sleeping, i get a text that goes like "okay so you do this and this and this on the website!" and i haul my ass out of bed to do it before the cutoff time this evening, and it leads me to the exact same problem of needing an account. so. my mom could take the time to search for a way to resolve a problem she THOUGHT i had. despite me telling her explicitely, bc i'm starting to get used to it, not to do anything about it and it was just a question. but then she didn't click through the thing to check. bc she just googled it and sent me what she read. after telling me "noooo, no need to check" when i had asked her. she said it "went over her head" that i had said EXPLICITELY "please don't do anything about it".
i have no fucking idea what to think. i'm making a mountain out of a molehill, yes, and my own fault for even mentioning the topic, yes. but on the other hand, why the fuck is such a simple thing impossible? we've had so many discussions about what i'm uncomfortable with, and there's many things that didn't change, which i understand, because i'm not a toddler, i have complex needs but also the ability to mitigate and handle discomfort, they have priorities, they have no obligation to uproot their habits for me. but then such a small fucking thing is also too much?????? i ask her one yes/no question, and she invents a problem i didn't have from the situation, halfasses solving it, and brings me the result like yay! mom to the rescue! despite me telling her NOT TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT THE TOPIC OF THE VERY SIMPLE YES/NO QUESTION. that she had told me to not even bother checking when she answered. we've had discussions about it. i've learned to tell her NOT TO CHECK because for some reason when i say "hey have you seen this thing around?" she hears "go fetch me this thing", and despite that she was still showing up two days later like yay! i found it in the back of the guest room closet where we never go! mom to the rescue! and like, i know you're a workaholic, but could you please not invent yourself fucking quests when i told you to drop it?
and on the other other hand, i'm a fucking hypocrite, because it's true she does tell me often not to do something, and i slide the problem a little to the left and carry on. but i don't fucking know. she said that like, well, you know what i'm talking about. purging in the toilets. I HAVENT ASKED YOU TO CLEAN THEM AND I HAVE DONE MY BEST TO CLEAN THEM AND I WOULD'VE DONE THE PROPER DEEP-CLEAN IF YOU HAD ASKED ME AND ALSO I HAVE A FUCKING RAGING EATING DISORDER THAT AFFECTS ME LIKE PRETTY MUCH 24/7.
and holy fuck. i'm a constant problem for everybody around me. it's cool. how am i supposed to "get better progressively" when everything i do is fucking poison damage to everybody around. how am i supposed to accept being around people often, when this is not a harsh pass or a difficult time, it's just what life's been for my entire existence.
like trust me mom, i'm counting the days til i can move out too! but am i. im possibly planning to get a year of higher education in my hometown, after all. but also i might have to drop out of school so 🥴 possibly a step towards leaving, possibly a step towards living in my parents basement until they die out and i inherit the house. fucking fantastic. i should just cut it short and either have the balls to kill myself, or drop out and get the best job i can with what i have.
it's cool! i thought i was doing good, doing better, improving, but turns out haha me doing better is just at the expense of other people! how silly of me to believe i could perhaps not be a source of suffering to everybody around me if i worked hard on it! everybody in my life fucking hates me and they're right tbh what the fuck have i done for them. i mean i tried, but have i succeeded?
ANYWAY i have until monday to figure out what i'm going to do. does anyone have a movie rec for someone killing some stand-in for the unfeeling standardize reglementation, cuz i need some catharsis rn.
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Coronation starts at Fuck the Monarchy o'clock in the morning, as given that we know SOME shit's gonna get said about CERTAIN people who show up in order for those writing to suck up to CERTAIN OTHER PEOPLE who don't deserve to get pissed on if they're on fire (or used--no, no I'm not going there).
Just wanna mention Wallis Simpson called Edward the Fuckboy "Peter Pan" in private correspondence and had no intent on marrying him until he forced her into it, and I'm very glad that another divorcee was able to build the life she DID want with the prince she DID love, and there's no judgement here about him showing up for Daddy's big day as a really big boy because toxic family shit is literally the same whether you make your own fucking money or live off the dole of the poorest people in your country.
But anyway, I'm sure a grown man whose entire goal in life was waiting for his mother to die and whose decades-long cheating affair was recently played in the press as their "30-year love affair" and who has repeatedly been seen in public with his pedo brother has some real cool and new ideas for the country that doesn't want him.
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So I got new shoes and tried out these new insoles with em and man do my feet fucking hurt
But it made me think ab advice [relative coworker] (and other senior coworkers who have now left) that you can tell right off the bat if we're going to have a good visit or a bad visit from the corporate lady by just looking at her shoes. If she has heels, we will have a bad visit. If she has some form of comfy shoes like sneakers, it's more likely to be a good visit. And it made me think
Goddamn is this bitch a fucking moron and a jackass. Like you KNOW how you feel when you have uncomfortable shoes on. You KNOW that that can be prevented by just wearing sneakers. Fuck you're like a gazillionaire you can afford stylish COMFY SHOES! Why the fuck are you showing up to these visits, which you already know you do not enjoy, with heels?? What kinda fucking idiot are you??
And she still has not personally visited since I started btw it has been prophesied 8 fucking times in a year. Get some better shoes you cranky fucking jackass, maybe then you'll feel like showing up.
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disability employment services withholding my payments because i stopped attending their useless 'support sessions' where i spent the last two years being talked down to, belittled and insulted by their staff for *checks notes* being unemployed and disabled. lol
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