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ngl i get why house wives were sitting on dryers,,,,
Virtually the only thing I have left to do for the quarter is write like 1200 words on a subject that is relevant to my interests and that I've already researched and you would think that I, person who fairly routinely writes 1000 word posts for fun on the internet with citations, would have no problem with this, but unfortunately my brain has congealed into "wanna write fic" mode.
ngl its very. fun! being a creative with Some Strain of neurodivergence.
like my entire life has been bouncing from various creative hobbies and now as an adult i can just carry that further and further.
like sure downsides such as "i have a drawing i need to do but i cant Draw right now" are something i will always struggle with!
half-finished projects are an accepted fact of my life.
but its nice. i jump from drawing to sewing to wire sculpture to figurine modding to baking and cooking to photography to-
any and all of it and it doesnt matter if im good because its fun and its not like my head ever shuts up so i instead sit for hours and make because i fucking exist.
So anyway my landlords sent me this. Unfortunately I can’t strike, as the others in the building are pansies. My set up is 3 residential apartments, with one person each, and several businesses. The businesses are all closed. But fuck, I want to....
to be fair merlin as a young warlock that he was, was always so ready to date all of his friends at any given time, he was just like ‘what? you don’t flirt with all your friends? can’t relate.’
sometimes being a mom is all about having a catastrophic internal mental breakdown, pretending everything is fine, and then cancelling your subscription to the mental breakdown because who has time for that. i understand my parents more than i ever have before
i think cute boys should kiss each other. i would. they would like that.