#worrier

[stoicmike]

Worry gnaws on your brain like a dog on a bone. -- Michael Lipsey

[ds-90210]

Garak: Are you not a warrior? Julian: Of course. I worry about everything.

[unspecified-expectations]

I'm supposed to get an email but I haven't gotten the email so now I sit and worry.

[alma-n]

(wip)

Drawing Samirah this time-

Should i colour it?😬 Lmk

[ineedfairypee]

When your anxiety convinces you that it’s been so long something must have gone wrong but you can’t check if something’s gone wrong cause if it has then the people who could tell you something’s gone wrong would need space 😩😭💔

(She was absolutely fine and came out wearing the hilarious T-shirt I made her)

[1deep]

You try to take this away from me, you'll be forced to restart your save file

I wanted to be docile for the remaining portion of my life, but things change, and so do circumstances, maybe we all deserve our second chances

I didn't want to be a worrier. I prefer that I disappear off into my hermitage for the final half. I won't be granted access any time soon, so long as I bask in the presence of infinite New Moons

Death, and danger surround me and my responsibilities, so my response is to respond with what I know, humility within the face of constant villainy

My mother didn't survive genocide, only to have us in refuge, transplanted in stolen soil, just for the legacy to be destroyed, left without a sequel. At war with demons with no faces, as they remove us from this mortal coil

Trust me, I don't fantasize about murder, I don't even know how people obsess over crime shows, I don't feel like I need that type of poison within me

I bear this weight, because I cannot afford to get caught bare-handed, within the arms of the destructive representatives of the human race

Good intention, and minding your own business may very well have you immortalized out front of a busy business street, no priors, no beef

Must be nice to be able to not have to worry about your daily life being cut short, by the very cloth that you were cut from, broken and starving, on your last resort

Everyday, most of us, unknowingly roll the dice for our lives, while some are only granted one die, with no exceptions, or regards, at the mercy of their timeline that they've contrived

Love is free, so why do we choose to hoard it? Common cents cost more than common senses for those who can afford it

I will continue to patrol my neighborhoods, and I will not cease to protect my tribe. For as long as I am alive, my loved ones can grow in stride

The warrior doesn't choose to be a warrior, they've simply grown weary of the wars that had turned them into worriers

[emdrawalot]

Here is a sketch of a worrier, I can’t wait to paint him

[rigatoni-inotagir]

what do you mean you’re shocked at my behavior- tWO IS OBVIOUSLY IN MY TRITYPE