My collection of robotic powerhouses

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My collection of robotic powerhouses
Eu não consigo mais dormir direito, a minha mente não para de fazer barulho, não para de sofrer antecipadamente, eu to cansada, cansada de me sentir inútil, de me sentir sozinha o tempo todo, de deitar na cama e não conseguir chorar, de me culpar por tudo o que anda acontecendo comigo, eu to cansada de ser prisioneira de mim mesma...
save-me
I've been reviewing a few things on my page and there have been several warnings that part of my content is explicit, as I did not bookmarked the page as explicitly I'll have to bookmark it now, but what really bothers me is what can happen with my page on the 17th, I ask for your help, I know that most of my followers also have a page here, what are they going to do, migrate to another platform? leave your comments or talk privately with me please
Minha maquininha da razão não aceita cartão vacilão. Já que o assunto é aceitação, aceito dá um tapa em seu carão.
--Parodia Sem mimimi (Save me - Bts)
My Eternal Struggle That is Sure to Kill Me
So I love making ideas. I make lots of ideas, art ideas, cool building ideas, and story ideas, those things. I always start to do them. But then my mind and body go ‘don’t finish it.’ And so I never do. I wanted to do a web comic for the longest time, but no. I’ve waned to post to YouTube weekly, but no. And then I always come back to this conversation:
Me: I was doing this thing. Mind: No you weren’t, go start this new thing. Me: But shouldn’t I finish his beautiful Minecraft castle? Mind: No, you want to upload videos. Me: okay. *after an hour of making the video* I don’t want to do this any more.
I want to get out of this
That moment you are on tumblr while at work and find a funny post to laugh hysterically at. Then look up and notice many coworkers staring at you. You explain tumblr and they don't get it....life is so sad.