DON'T LET ME DIE IN THE VALLEY

Melody // ♀// Critter // Rennie Hi hello. I'm Bellymouth. I'm an artist, Ayreonaut and dog girl who likes D&D podcasts way too much. My end goal is to live on mars. Werewolves HMU ☁

[sleepytrain]

Sub-Prime

Shibuya, Japan 2026

[keymintt]

all the pulse and solitude of a self-burning sun

[bellymouth]

Do you want it to hurt me?

Any time I do this kind of flex I always think about the one scene from SpongeBob where Kevin the Sea Cucumber tells him to punch himself in the face, asking, "doesn't that hurt you?" when he does and SpongeBob goes, "Do you want it to hurt me, Kevin?" Happy with how silly things are looking. I still have a bit of a tummy to play around with but she's getting there. Kind of just happy in general. It's a little weird! Been consciously choosing happiness for so long after feeling such miserable lows for a few years that being in a good place, being legitimately happy even if things aren't entirely ideal is kind of strange but welcomed. I'm happy, though subsequently I still keep gripping the steering wheel a little too hard and feeling like I'm going to cave in on myself before letting out a frustrated bark. That's normal, right? It has to be normal. I'm not sure how I'll feel if it's not normal. Now that Tumblr has decided to move drafts into a more obtrusive area, I was going through them and deleting a few and ran across one I suppose I never posted from somewhat around this time last year. I got probably way too vulnerable and shared it with the friends I was mentioning in the post. They're still here, they're still supportive, I can't believe I've gotten so lucky. I have since had my own oven fire caused by my roommate and met other people who indulge me, who I care about deeply. I'm so constantly bombarded with reminders that people care lately that, god, how the fuck am I supposed to deal with this? I don't know. I don't know if anyone really knows. It's not a bad thing. Far from it. I just don't know how to process anything but it's still not a bad thing.

I've deleted this and rewritten it like 10 times and still don't know how to end it. I don't even know what I was trying to achieve here if anything. I guess all I wanted to say is that I am happy, and thank you for sticking with me through the years I wasn't. I appreciate that you don't understand why I'm a dog but accept me anyway because you care about me more so than whatever special flavor brand of bullshit my brain calls for. I love you.

[all-the-bones-ever-deactivated2]

this hit me like a truck

[bellymouth]

I am not made for this kind of schlock I am made to be held and lay in the sun.

[saltoncity]

category 10 meg elsier moment and im not even listening to her i just starywd thinking about ifshitfuq really hard

[saltoncity]

Visit Original Link

can everybody go here please

[yuliciagaming]

positive affirmations

[satanfemme]

We Care About You - acrylic paint markers on paper

[thewindowofthesummerhouse]

Gerald Brom

[deresjot]

(via Pin auf My Cutouts)

[mortuary9]

cad :]

[bellymouth]

I’m going to SOB dude my friends are the best

[kyotoprotocols]

[fuckyoubaker]

JUST A SIMPLE REQUEST

[bellymouth]

Feeling very maternal about my new son

[twentyall-blog]

Visit Original Link

Imagine my excitement after rediscovering this gem - been collecting dust since about 2005 (had it on repeat for most of that year - I was too young in ‘98, but better late than never!); I won’t be making that mistake again.

Mercury Rev - Goddess On A Hiway

[contemporaryartsgallery]

Nychos