kakyoin funny moments

hi i'm emily (she/her) and i ripped my jeans man i ripped my jeans put a hole in the knees man they used to have soul now there’s just a gaping hole in my jeans

[hurricance]

[smeagles]

can’t wait for whatever bullshit happens tomorrow #mybullshit

[sergal]

hello this is your google account. did you know that you are trying to log in. to. your google account. would you like five emails about how you logged in to your google account.

[kosmogrl]

[circusheart]

If I keep practicing I might even be a person soon

[retailgoth-deactivated20210311]

wouldn’t it be cool if sex was real and not just a part of the Depeche mode expanded universe?

[dreadwedge]

salad is mostly items

[poemforthesmallthings]

Jimin in the "Butter” MV

[medievalthymes]

how it feels to read 85 pages of a book in one sitting

[mouthbrood]

ok computer show me men in pain

[silly2tilly]

rosies ordering from mcdonalds ..

[quakgrass]

other timelapse. first perspective practice i did this week i did from scratch using a 3d model i made on 'home by me' for visual reference but to draw this one in the bathroom i was not feeling as motivated so i took a screenshot of the model and traced it ✌️✌️✌️ waay more fun that doing all the vanishing points manually sorry

[aroace-ryland-grace]

the sewing machine is like if a horse and an inkjet printer had a child

[smoqueen-deactivated20251108]

Hey,.. if you were thinking about having sex today, I'm nonbinary fortnite.

[catilinas]

poems aren’t real and you can’t write them

[im-in-your-mind]

[sprinkledsalt]

I know this might make people mad, but absolutely refusing to even attempt to treat your mental illness, and instead just endlessly inflicting your unmitigated episodes on the people around you, is abusive. Your loved ones are not stress toys that you can just squeeze every time you feel bad. It is bad if someone says your repeated behavior is hurting them, and you take no steps to change. I know damn well that you can’t always help how your brain acts, but I’ve also spent a lot of years trying to stop my spiraling brain in its tracks, work on strategies to calm down, and consider the impact I’m having on others, because I grew up in a household with people who have the attitude of, “I have the right to consume all the attention in the house and drain your energy every single day because I feel miserable, and you’re the bad guy if you say that I’m making you feel bad and that I need to get help. I can treat you however I want because of my anxiety.”