Can i offer you a bald drifloon in these trying times?
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Can i offer you a bald drifloon in these trying times?
So I caught covid nearly two weeks ago. Triple shots, still an awful experience, 0/10 would not recommend. Asthma + covid was not a fun experience.
Anyway, I’m still suffering symptoms, I’m coughing up blood now (I have to see a doctor, but the doctor won’t physically see me because COVID.
... and I still have final assignments to do and exams to study for.
I hate this.
I can't believe this post tricked me into watching half of this movie. Its quite possibly. The worst animated movie Ever?? The art style is (subjectively) so beautiful and that's where the beauty ends sksjdkdj I was so thirsty for a good vampire movie smh I was robbed 45 mins of my life
I'm trying to write this depressing shit on my phone and it's out here trying to kill me with emojis
Scarletts fucking dying and it's like
"his red eyes 😍" "Nicolas makes this face:😜" I'm losing my MIND
talking to a mootie has made me think of something
is it strange that I kinda dislike my parents?
a few years ago when I was committing sh on visible areas and had scars my parents wanted me to stop only because it looks bad and gave people the "wrong impression" about our family, they didn't care about what made me do it (they were infact part of the reason incase anyone was wondering) just how it'd look like to outsiders
but when my sister has visible scars they care about her, they want her to get professional help, they actually give a shit and it makes me so angry sometimes but I just feel like a bad sister because it's not her fault that they care about her
I miss the bunnies
we used to have lots of bunnies growing up, at furst there were just two but welll being bunnies we somehow ended up with over 20 and I loved evey single one of them
I still remember the day the first one died, Lily, I always go to to check on them before school and once the lights go on they usually hop around in their cahes but lily didn't move, I remembered going to her cage and petting her thinking thataybe she's just pregnant and sleepy again but she was cold and hard
I cried on my way to school that day
it may mot sound like much bit I woke up extra early (I hated waking up early) to cut grass (I hated yard work) to feed them before breakfast and on every first weekend of the month I'd clean out their stables
I don't know how many times I cut myself accidentally, whether it was the grass, the scythe, rhe sickle or the wire fence
I begged my parents to let me get a sleeping bag and sleep by rhe stables when they were sick, thinking that they wouldn't die if I watched over them
one day we had a stew for lunch, a rabbit stew
I found out that the reason my dad bought them in the first plance was to slaughter, that was the first time I refused a meal
that day was also the first time I purposely cut myself
it may sound unlikely but I really think that those bunnies changed me somehow
Delsin Rowe from infamous is still a top fav and currently my only muse so I'm gonna draw him and maybe actually start a fic I had in mind like a year ago dksjkfkf
October has been such a dead month for me creatively ;;