I have a disease called I want to text you so much but I have no idea what I would even write
i have a similar one called i want more contact but I'm afraid I'm being overbearing so I'll just wait for you to start
I have autism
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@theboydrama
I have a disease called I want to text you so much but I have no idea what I would even write
i have a similar one called i want more contact but I'm afraid I'm being overbearing so I'll just wait for you to start
I have autism
[guy whose bedtime is approaching fast] I need to write one billion words right now. and draw everything that has ever existed.
I cannot be blind.
Thereâs a difference between dead dove and a violation of the migratory bird act
I often wonder what happened to authors of unfinished fanfictions.
I hope theyâre having a nice life
we absolutely are not and that unfinished fic haunts us to this day
Reblog if that unfinished fic haunts you to this day
still caring about internet friends you lost touch with years ago is so embarrassing. yeah i had a deam we met up irl recently. the last time we spoke was maybe 7-8 years ago. i still wear the laces we randomly decided was a sign of our friendship. i dont know what any of your socials are or if youre even active on any. sometimes i see someones art resemble yours and i wonder for hours. do you still go by that name you chose? whenever i see it i wonder if its you. we couldve passed each other in this vastness a thousand times and not have a clue.
we were lonely kids having fun together. do you remember?
tuck him in Tuesday
tuck him in Tuesday once again
another tuck him in Tuesday is here
Tuck him out đ
WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM
yeah u freaks up north look and sound exactly like this when u pretend that us southern queers are perfectly complicit in our own eradication - for the heinous crime of not living in a liberal population center.
I keep this image on hand for whenever I see similar sentiments.
The casual gt yallâŚ
A little Brushbuddy đ
like the betrayalâs always going to be worse if they cared about you and it didnât matter. someone discards you because they didnât give a shit, then you can be angry about that, you can feel vindicated in that, you can get over it. but if they can look you in the eyes and say âI love you. I would make the same choice again.â You will never sleep peacefully again, is all.
âI thought they cared about me, but they were lying this whole time.â <- tired. boring. removes all the nuance of this relationship to make it easier to move on from.
âI thought they cared about me, and I was right, and every minute they were there for me, every time they said they were proud, every laugh we shared leaning against each other bruised and breathless, all of it was real. and they still left me behind. They could put their love aside. I couldnât.â <- insane. will never leave you alone. reminds you that even the worst people are still people and can still care about even the ones they hurt the most and that undoes neither the harm nor the love.
I want to write my fanfic <- isnât writing my fanfic
reblog if youâve had an online friendship thatâs lasted more than 2 years
aftercare for posting on ao3
your fic was good you did grammar good youâre the kind of freak people like everythingâs cool dude :^)