Comes and goes like a vagabond kitty

smol 20-something queer bird (she/her), moderately cute. i write original robot stories backwardscompatibility and it'd be real super if you check them out. like tinkerbell, i need attention or i will die. icon by @tasogarenochou

[hipstered]

i have a “why am i like this” moment at least five times a day

[triforce-princess]

Link’s Awakening remake on Switch trailer

[ordinarybirds]

[i’m still typing and deleting things that feel stupid and desperate because i can’t tell the difference between “grasping frantically at attention and validation of your worth” and “a few songs with relevant lyrics would communicate what a mess you are without exaggerating because you always exaggerate”]

[captainharlock]

he was the actual big brother here lets not lie to ourselves

[proud-member-of-hermits-united]

ok honestly marie kondo’s whole ‘thanking stuff’ isn’t all that different than the concept of baking something w/ love, or saying sorry to an inanimate object when you bump into it , or patting a stuffed animal you love on the head, or yelling thank you at your computer or printer when it finally works, oooor those witchy rituals floating around tumblr about infusing your stuff w/ good energy like calm down and quit acting like it’s super foreign and weird 

[ordinarybirds]

..

[frawgs]

a motherfucker could use an embrace 

[cafe-sans-sucre-deactivated2022]

I don’t want to revolutionize the world, I just want to save Himemiya.

done in paint tool SAI

[ordinarybirds]

Hello.

I am still converting oxygen into carbon dioxide.

i keep typing personal posts, both here and on DW, and then deleting them because I don’t know the line between expressing myself and overdisclosing (and I lean heavily towards overdisclosing). I’m having periodic, low-key disconnections from reality, related to what i know rationally is a very distended, dramatic abandonment crisis. I’m reminded of a period in middle school where I was about 80-85% convinced I was my friend’s imaginary friend, and was able to find endless evidence to support the theory; right now, an unanswered message here and an interrupted thought there and the little voice whispers no one can see you, no one can hear you, are you even here, and somehow you’re not real feels a tiny bit safer than you are hear and no one cares. 

I feel so much pressure to stay positive (what’s the line between “honest negativity” and “self pity”?) and downplay everything, to present the problem with half a solution in mind. I’m having these problems but here’s how hard I’m working on it, you don’t have to worry about it, it’s all under control. And it is, right?

I’m doing a good amount of reality testing, and trying to be upfront with my therapist, and I’m med compliant and using skills and reminding myself over and over and over that I will struggle for possibly the rest of my life but I can control my reaction, my behavior. Cupcake drives the boat, chief. Maladaptive choices exist as isolated incidents; I haven’t lost any ground, and it doesn’t mean I should run frantically back into the arms of my vices for short-term relief. I feel hopeless, but feelings aren’t reality. Head up, sunshine, etc etc.

I have a plum little freelance job that just landed in my lap, one with a lot of creative freedom and a pretty solid hourly rate. There are people in my life who care about me. I’m generally out of crisis enough to work on quality of life issues. I am visiting a dear friend, and ver mother gave us a space heater for the guest room that’s designed to look like a little fireplace, with optional glowing “coals”. I was recently able to take a partner out to a fun little dinner of automated track sushi. I live in a world where mozzarella sticks exist. I have a VERY large sloth to spoon with here since I’m away from my primary. I have a new rainbow petticoat for my nice dresses. I am so very lucky. I need to remember how lucky I am.

[unfortunately-awake]

[yesterdaysprint]

The Charleston Daily News, South Carolina, June 13, 1867

[sailormoonsub]

lesbian vision, zoom, enhance

[katerinapetrova]

It’s a Wonderful Life (1946)

[impormable]

Olivia Jaimes’ Nancy continues to amaze and delight.

[there-is-still-some-liquor-left]

rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead has both gay representation AND two braincell representation. tom stoppard had no idea he was being a progressive icon this entire time

[there-is-still-some-liquor-left]

one of my braincells is sharper and can recongnize red flags but doesn’t alert my other braincell which has adhd and is naive and they’re dating. hamlet is there

[stimman4000]

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[crashsiteomega]