🐆— my X for who knows what it means.
I don’t know about love at first sight but I definitely know about friendship at first sight.
is it normal to keep stressing because i don’t feel like i’m living like i’d love to? if i feel like i’m not being myself? if i feel a stranger in my own body?
I’m just a passerby in your life


It’s snowing in Japan today.
I thought spring has come ☘️ So, I’m surprised ⛄️
☘️⛄️☘️⛄️
どうでもいい話ですが、英語の文章のピリオドやカンマをどこに打つのか忘れました(⌒-⌒; )
打ってない人多い気がするけど。
今、日本語でも句読点打たない人多いみたいだけど。特にネットでは。文章というかチャットという感じですもんね。
私は長文だし、読みやすいように句読点入れたいタイプ。
起きたら白い朝になってた。
久保田早紀さんの「異邦人」が聴きたくなりました。
The white morning leaves me behind.
それではまた^_^
See you
Ok??? I never reblogged them? Nor do we follow each other??? Who tf is that? Did you come here instead of on my main? WHAT are you saying?? WHERE did this come from??
Edit:Realized its from my credits. Ok so I used a png therefore, I support this stranger I just took a pic from? I don’t talk to them and if they do(if you have evidence) then report??? I cant fucking do much and it’s not exactly fair to just remove them from my list cus they DID post the PNGs I used
Below the misty, dusty and coal covered gears and cogs of the Citadel lies a broken body. It was completely black except for the white mask, which had shattered like porcelain. Its red clothes were ripped into rags, its legs were snapped off. Its body lied with chunks missing from where it was impaled by sharp gears.
It was understandably dead, half fused into the floor as it were none could survive. And yet, the husk stirs, not in the way of something living, but like something is trying to push it out of the way. The corpse gives way for a dark shadow given life. It peers out with curious eyes as it crawls out.
Something hits it on its head, bouncing off and landing with a clirr on the scrap beside. The creature whines in pain, then clumsily drags itself over to the object. It takes a few attempts to grab it because claws are hard to control. When it finally manages it could only stare at the pretty grey object. It then sits there for a while, admiring the trinket. A sense of value was placed on the thing.
(OOC: @partialpablo, I believe you wanted to check up on THV?)




Incorrect Stranger Quotes
(My dash did a thing where that quote was hovering right above a gif from that scene, and I HAD TO, I’m sorry, it would have been a crime not to😭)
Speaking of dung… wtf is this? Who is Misterstalker, stranger, darkandstorm, strandedonsaturn, mothsqueaks, wrenwrite, wrenrant, Ophelia, en_ terre_etrangere, nemesis, moth pimp, pimpingnotsimping, seroy ? I’m totally lost here. It’s some rp account…
Who would want to rp mocking someone’s trauma-processing art? Who still uses ableist language and insults? These role players, man. Strange



Te dije que te iba a olvidar, pero como no recordarte si me haces sonreír. He confesar que le he pedido al universo que te deje pistas en el camino para que encuentres tu hogar así como yo encontré el mío.

A little more back and forth A little more catch and throw, baby The more we can clear this smoke A little further I’ll go 🤏🏾