yeah so i looked up my symptoms and it turns out my whole existence is flawed
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yeah so i looked up my symptoms and it turns out my whole existence is flawed
my dream is to make a statement so true and verifiable that no one could misinterpret it even fi they were trying.
... Instead of end world hunger? What's wrong with you?
one fun thing about living in the midwest is that they're selling pigs on facebook marketplace. 300 dollars could buy me a new and interesting problem
I'm in a city on the edge of rurality, everyday I'm reminded that I could buy a goat and completely ruin my life.
emanation
wanted to see tomato marcille
Just realized that the reason I love making friends on tumblr is because it’s exactly how you make friends on the playground as a six year old. No, I don’t know their name but they love mermaids too and built this awesome sand castle. No, I don’t know their age but their imaginary cheetah is friends with mine. You like this show? You like this character?? You can sing the theme song really loud??? Here is a flower crown. Here is a juice box. You can share my time and I might never see you again but part of you stays in my soul forever. In my mind we’re still on the swing set and the sky is blue and nothing will ever be wrong again.
would anyone's imaginary cheetah be friends with mine...
my imaginary cheetah would be friends with yours
okay!
Northernlion on the Voices in his Head
"NL did you hear that the Butcher died"?
Wait, what? No, man, I did not hear this. They killed her? Like, permanently?
"Yes"? "The Undersiders killed her"?
Okay, okay, wait, hold on, cause I'm seeing a lotta conflicting messages here. I thought the Butcher couldn't die permanently, cause it's like a memetic virus, like a 'if you kill a killer the number of killers stay the same' kinda thing. Now you're telling me they actually solved it? Somebody get Plato on the line, hoooly 😂
Actually though, can I say something? For the last few years I've been carrying around this insane fear that I'd, like, say the wrong thing to the wrong chatter and I'd somehow butterfly effect-Rube Goldberg my way into accidentally one-tapping the Butcher and I'd end up with fourteen new psycho tenants in my brain, so honestly this is kind of a weight off of my shoulders.
"That's insane behavior"?
I mean, not really. 😅 Have you seen the shit you guys type because you feel like you've got a bubble shield of psuedonymity? Naw, man, I'm fighting for my life out here every damn day. I guess the real insanity is that I thought that anything would change if I became the Butcher. Fourteen voices screaming at me to end myself because I made a slightly suboptimal guess in Capedle is already my nine-to-five, man. For me it's everyday, bro. Honestly, limiting it to just fourteen assholes would probably be a step up.
"You'd have badass superpowers though"?
I mean, I gueeesssss? That's not really why—okay, hold on, I think I get what's going on here. You guys have this completely unfounded idea that if you got Butchered, you'd be able to tank the voices and walk away with a whole suite of brand new superpowers with basically no downside, and I'm sorry to be the voice of reason here, but that shit is not true. You guys can't even talk to your Doordash drivers without staring at your feet, there's no chance in hell you'd be able to tank the 24-7 social interaction, your asses would fold after like ten minutes of polite conversation, you disingenuous so-and-sos
Cats are great because they just accept that being Bothered by you is like. Part of the social contract.
Unfortunately this contract is reciprocal and they will call due when you are trying to play computer games specifically
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
the reblog map is all of us holding hands btw
We are each other's night sky. No one is alone here.
night sky continues to get brighter. theres always people here for you
Made a painting of all of us “Holding Hands” <3
Reblog to hold hands
*Whimpers*
This is the jumping spider Neobrettus tibialis photographed in Indonesia by wildsumatra on iNaturalist.
Dorsal view by the same photographer:
And from the side:
self-awareness check, list five things you like that aren't media pieces in the tags now ‼️
see my problem is if i “listen to my body” it literally only wants to lie down and take naps, all the time
Uni's magical Mario Galaxy adventure..
this genuinely made me so happy
’26.4.4 桜井市 長谷寺にて
又兵衛桜を後にして長谷寺へ。ピークは少し過ぎた感がありましたが、多くの桜が出迎えてくれました。
登り廊を歩いて本堂へ。見所が沢山ありそうなお寺で、あちこちと散策します。
it happened again, the feeling of being out of place, adrift
the fear of a possible rejection make me want to leave them. I don't want them to know anyone else than me. I think it's jalousie for a friendship that could supersead the one I have with them, of being replaced.
the issue is that it's so childish that I can't take to them about it, it would equal sharing insecurities that I don't want to admit. I hate that I got attached, wish I dislike them still. I hate I hate I hate
it
and what to do with a friendship that's inegal in the other way, where they matter a lot for me but they feel like I'm their anchor. how to say to someone that I want them to talk less or be more interesting. even more impossible when you didn't even set boundaries before.
I don't want to wound them, they endured so much and still bear the scars of past harshness. I wish I could be totally honest with them without destroying them.
but my mood is so bad right now that I want to do it, using my anger and frustration as a weapon and cripple them, burning a bridge and them along with it.
it happened again, the feeling of being out of place, adrift
the fear of a possible rejection make me want to leave them. I don't want them to know anyone else than me. I think it's jalousie for a friendship that could supersead the one I have with them, of being replaced.
the issue is that it's so childish that I can't take to them about it, it would equal sharing insecurities that I don't want to admit. I hate that I got attached, wish I dislike them still. I hate I hate I hate
it
it happened again, the feeling of being out of place, adrift