#how fix

[bapple117]

helloooooo

I know my tumblr has been DEAD for a couple months (sorry about that ASHSDGHFJD) - life got SUPER crazy whacko busy (we bought a house?? okay??) and things are only now sort of getting back to a usual routine

I have also been struggling with a creative slump kinda. Like I WANT to write but... just... the worms aren't cooperating. I don't have that "itch" to write right now, the flow isn't coming naturally. It's really frustrating. It's like I desire SO strongly to be in that headspace for writing and it's just not coming to me. I don't know why or what I can do about it. Really shitty timing too given I'd started a new longfic & I have a few fandom event obligations... worms, come back to me... ples...

so basically this is just a proof of life post to say hey to the 3 people that look at my tumblr and say I'm not dead or gone, I'm just like... drifting? Waiting for a hyperfixation to grip or re-grip me and for the creative energy to start working again. until then I'm just chilling ig

[lanterns-and-lightmares]

Tumblr stop putting porn on my for you page challenge level impossible

(Seriously how tf do I fix this)

[silencedrage]

i want to talk to people and plot with them but i don't want to make them wait because i'm an incessantly slow person that is constantly distracted by work. this is my true dilemma.

[teasandcardigans]

me: *sees a vague indirect post*

me: ....oh god this is about me they're mad at me oh no what do i do

[dots3a]

I find eye contact really incredibly difficult on the best of days and I have learned to look slightly lower than the eyes, at the cheeks and the nose of whomever I’m talking to since (in American society) it is apparently *so important* that if I don’t at least fake it, then I come off as a serial killer. But.. 

Lately, it seems like a lot of women in their late 30s and 40s are getting cheek fillers? and my brain cannot handle it at all. It’s like the whole face becomes eye contact. I cannot think and look at their faces at the same time and it makes me feel like the most judgmental person in the universe. But it’s truly not that it’s ugly or bad, it’s just... My brain.. can’t. 😥

[ineedlightinmylife]

Cause you made this shit so easy

And I told you my secrets

So I don't know why I'm tongue tied

At the wrong time when I need this

I'm here, but I'm in pieces

And I don't know how to fix this

And I don't know how to fix this, no

Pink

[bespectacledbookworm]

Time to listen to some ASMR. Gimmie that sweet, sweet melatonin