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𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. 𝘪’𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘰, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺… 𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘴 𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴. 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦.
Hate
Sometimes I resonate with Darkstalker.
At least in his issues with his father (I didn't kill mine, haha).
Cw: a bit of an emotional vent
This is more a vent/trying to sort out my emotions. To preface: spindle is still alive amd hes still at the hospital but this is my own fears and grief.
Im always more composed with my patients that I know are more critical but I cant seem to get a grip aboit spindle.
Ive cried over cottontails, milo, other people's buns that have passed on, but i had no idea that pain would be shadowed in my heart by the potential loss of spindle.
Hes critical. I know he is. This was random and unpredictable just as he is. Hes always been a different type of bun. Clever, sweet, and even his behavior is not the usual. Medically too unfortunately.
I adore him so much. From the day I held him at 2 months old and he purred in my hands on the drive home i knew that when the day would come it would crush me. I want the day to happen 10 years from now. Not at 3 years old.
The idea that this could be it if he doesnt pull through is tearing me apart in ways I cant even process. A heartbreak bigger than all the patients I loved and lost. Ive comforted hundreds of people in their losses and I cant even console myself. My sweet baby boy. My little friend. Hes not even gone, but hes closer to it than hes ever been before and I cant handle it. I can only sit here and wait
What about some fine Shadamy on this good night?
Anyways, srry for not being on; I had to help my mom and sister pack for their yearly camping trip, and now I have to watch over the house with 2 dogs I cannot trust to be alone with my dad who is on his computer all day playing games. And I got a got depressed once realizing there are few jobs available that are near me that I haven’t applied that isn’t fucking McDonald’s, which I know many employees there do fucking drugs and I don’t want to be near that.
But on a positive note, I completed the Alters (not the dlc cause I don’t have money for that) finally and now I have storyboards ready for issue one of my comic. (41 pages!!) And I have been writing a basic lore book for necessary info behind my project that is spoiler free and will share once I’m done with it!
But if you want to ask questions for info on characters or world building now I won’t mind 😏
guy who has a quote unquote dark sense of humor and throws the r slur around like it's 2008 and he's in a middle school says we should start being nicer to autistic people cool man feel free to start doing that anytime you like
hey, sorry for going a bit quiet guys - dealing with some potentially scary medical stuff 💔 going for bloods later this week and hoping for a good outcome. just need a bit of time to gather my thoughts