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a few years ago cutting was one of those things id consider doing for relief but now i just do it because i like marking myself
literally never have i ever been that fujo that actually cares about who tops until hollanov. genuinely the idea of Shane using his penis fills me with so much visceral disgust I actually scare myself. Muri. Absolutely Muri. physically sick (crazy)
Vibe art, where there was no wrong or right. Just drawin whatever the hands and mind wanted.
please elaborate on the story behind your dead neighbors house and indeed why your brother would choose to live there after discovering both blood AND yucky
so i dont know all the details but i will tell u what i know.
my grandmother's neighbor had lived in that house for longer than i had been alive. i dont know why, but at some point my grandma owned his property (?) (its right up against her own property so it might be something to do with land parcels but idk enough abt that to say thats true). She was paying his bills and sometimes even buying his groceries so he got to keep living in his house despite not having a lot of money or savings; he had battled lung cancer and won but i know from familial experience that it is not cheep to try to outlive it. but his medical history was the least of his concerns.
his entire family abandoned him, idk why, but when we tried to contact them to let them know he was in hospice, they told us to never contact them again. they did not visit him in the hospital and did not want to take the dog, but fortunately he had a friend (a guy in his 20-30's) who helped him fix old cars as his hobby who asked us if he could take the dog.
he died kinda tragically, as most deaths are, for those who don't wanna know details on that, i recommend skipping the post. it was nothing intentional or too traumatizing, but it is still sad.
that being said, he was very Self Sufficient in kind of a bare minimum and mildly concerning way. we didnt know a lot about how he was living his life inside his own home until this happened, but we found out he was hand washing his dishes with chemicals not safe for dishes. his carpet seemed like he didnt own a vacuum and i promise we also could not find one. his garage smelled so heavily of paint fumes that over a full year later it still has the power to make people dizzy. and the shower...
so yeah, when his oven stopped working properly, he got on the ground on his hands and knees and tried to fix it himself. he cut his arm pretty bad, and being over 70 years old and already not in great health, it was pretty much over by the time he made it to the hospital. especially because he didnt ask anyone for help. he was found by his car buddy iirc, who called the ambulance. he wasn't dead but he was hardly conscious. once he was hospitalized, my family took responsibility for him and his care, bc as mentioned before, his family wanted nothing to do with him. (i dont know why maybe he was an asshole maybe his family were assholes i dont know any of them personally- we were just his neighbors). he needed some kind of "caretaker" role to make important decisions regarding his hospice care and will and funeral. we were unfortunately the best he had. we didnt want to put it on his hobby buddy to have to put a funeral together, our family are pretty used to funerals so we know the process.
so we ended up with his house (his buddy didnt want it). we didn't know if we could sell it, it was in pretty dire condition; we (i mean me and my sister) didnt really wanna move into it (too close to my grandmother), so my brother said he would move in. cheaper than paying rent somewhere, he would finally have his own living space out from under the rest of the family, he doesnt have too high of standards like the rest of us, so we worked together to fix up the flooring, take out a non functional wood pellet stove, gave him a proper minisplit ac unit, new counter tops, new bathroom, and now the prefab trailer house is quite nice and my brother is very happy there.
but yeah an old man did accidentally bleed out and died shortly after while fucking around with his 1980's oven. which we did also replace.
we might not have had many gmm fanmeetings in brazil (we only got two), but i feel so good whenever i hear they talking about it because firstkhao did spread the word for everyone in gmm.
(we -gmm- had fanmeetings in são paulo (fk and js), and they've said the brazillian fans are very cool. that they support us a lot and have great energy. i want to go to brazil to meet the brazillian fans someday)
(when first and khaotung went, they said they had a lot of fun and it was very impressive. they also said there was a fan with a tattoo. a tattoo of their mascot, yuzumumu)
a glass crown that spills from his hands, shards scattering across the floor in beautiful fractals, trying to piece it together but it can never be what it was again. fragile. maybe it isn’t obvious if you don’t look too hard. but that doesn’t matter. the fault lines crack across it in horrid, telling little imperfections, and mind wants to get his hands bloody forging it into something perfect but he can’t, it’s just there, and one of the spikes are chipped and the edges dull and it’s not as if the edges matter but it all sums to something horribly, wretchedly human, and he hates it but still he’s somehow afraid to leave it as he should. he cradles it to his chest in comfort he doesn’t deserve, shouldn’t need, but. he can’t just throw it away, crush it in his palms, because - because nothing, it’s irrational. it’s only taped together in almost the opposite of a solution, and at any moment he could just peel that tape away. maybe that too is a comfort. to sharpen every part of him into a weapon until nothing is sacred, nothing is human, there’s no feelings that yield as easily as skin to glass. but the tape still bothers him with it’s practical straight lines dirtying something that should be perfect, if only.
barty wins canasta like it's his job
If genshin can move your character in camera mode and not detected by enemy until you exit the camera mode will be so fucking cool tbh