Can you tell I rewatched Mean Girls recently.
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@theinvisibleash
Can you tell I rewatched Mean Girls recently.
I relate with sandy
“But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.”
— Tammara Webber
Sometimes the darkness and I go on vacation.
We walk through green fields, the sun warm on our backs. I stop and sit on a low stone wall near a tree.
The darkness says “Isn’t this land lovely, with the green grass and the tall trees with the soft breeze ruffling through their leaves?”
Its eyes grow round and red, and when it opens its mouth I see a dark red glow down its throat.
“I like the light and the yellow sun and the pretty fluttering butterflies,” it says.
The darkness laughs. I look away, at the trees. I focus on a leaf. I watch it move with the wind.
I hear the howls, the crackles. I feel the heat. My skin grows red with it. But I do not look, not even when the sky burns black and the ground turns to blood.
The leaf falls off the branch and swirls downward to the bloody ground, like ash.
I turn and look at the darkness. Its teeth drip with butterfly blood. I look down its gaping mouth. The dark red glow has been replaced with shimmery fluttery ghosts. I watch them dart here and there, frantic to escape their fate. Then the mouth closes, and they are gone.
I tell the darkness I want to go home.
me: if i just face this intrusive thought and force myself to not be bothered by it will go away
the intrusive thought:
👾 Gamer kid hangout 👾
My full piece for @danganfashionzine !!
Gamer kid hangout… two! A piece I almost submitted to the fashion zine but I was too chicken to 💙
The lesson to be learned here is, post your art even if you don’t like it at the time! Because you may look back on it later and be like “hey, this isn’t so bad! Why did I hate it with such a passion!” lmao
what's up saimota and kaemaki nation I made some wallpapers
pastel danganronpa wallpapers! some sdr2 girls + junko <3
please like/rb if you save, and feel free to request characters!
Promo
The camera was glitching, and there seemed to be an annoyed masculine voice in the background adjusting the camera.
"Oh, come on, it was working just fine a minute ago."
The static cleared up after a few attempts.
"*Sigh* There we go.. I figured it'd clear up after a moment."
"Anyways. Enough talking to myself and let's talk to you. The name's Rantaro Amami. Let's leave it at there, yeah?"
"Either way, hopefully you won't mind giving me a promo? If you know what I know, we might be able to help eachother out."
[ Promo! Tags are under the cut! ]
“I’m sorry,” the hero apologized to the fallen villain. “What for?” they grunted, their eyes full of hate. The hero, with a solemn face, admitted, “You were supposed to be the hero of the story, and I, the villain.”
I want to kiss you in every new place we visit together.
I wonder if we think of each other at the same time...
I wanna cook you dinner
your smile warms me just as much as the sun shining down on us