me to any character ever: i like you, have a dissociative disorder

yKnow what you definitelyyyyyy should not do bc it would damage Tumblr and cause them to notice us and not any protests that are happening? You definitelyyyyyy should notttt cancel your premium subscription if you have oneeeeee. Donttttttttt do that even if it made Tumblr pay attention to ussssss

Definitely notttt

The constant struggle between why is no one sitting next to me on the bus and don’t you dare it down here I don’t like being this close to other people

I love the progression of file names when you finish a new piece, like you have [file_name] but you forgot something so now you have [file_name(1)]. But wait! You need a watermark so now you also have [file_name_watermarked]. And then 3 hours later you realize you forgot to do that fun new style thing where you do a weird multiple layer layer property thing so the colors are more vibrant so you now have the final form [file_name_final_usethisone_watermarked]!

my legs hurt…… this must be the work of the dark reunion

Nice spin !

when I’m bored I watch Jack work on medical stuff but that might not be too kid friendly… 😶 I can… print out a few coloring pages? :D

Oh my beloved Legends, how I love you 🥺🥺🥺

We talk about how how much it hurts you and how horny that makes you, But I get to see your face scrunch up, or the way you can’t help but squirm when I keep hitting the same spot with the paddle. Or the noises you make? When i put that joint out on you, I was trying so hard to be gentle, it was my first time really hurting you, but that pained “Hnguh” you let out made me feel fucking FERAL. I wanted to sit on your thighs and push your hand away so i could press the joint down harder. Now that you know what it feels like, i can’t wait to tie you to a chair, legs open, and just sit there between your legs, smoking a joint, that obviously i’d share with you, gotta give puppy a treat for letting me do what i want with it. I know how much you love shotgunning. But while I’m down there, I’ll put out the joint whenever i feel like it, right on your thighs. Maybe when i’m done with the joint, I’ll untie you and take care of your legs, and you’ll follow me after that so i can smoke a cigarette, and I’ll make you take your shirt off and let me leave a burn on your collarbone, or your back. You’ll be so sensitive to it by that point, cause you know the adrenaline wears off pretty quickly after the first burn, remember? Kinda like getting a tattoo, or multiple piercings at once.

ok wakey wakey me time to get this blog back!!!!

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this is probably so tmi but i write/read fics where the reader cums multiple times bc i genuinely can only cum once in one sitting. i mean like im sure i could if i forced myself to but its a sensitivity thing yk

Hypothetically if I had an episode of feeling like everyone and everything else was so fake that I started begging my irls to say they were real how much of that do we think they’ll actually remember or bring up ever…

a normal amount of blood is in my nose considering i do not have a nosebleed

When someone tries talking to me but I’m on my period and my dopamine is in the dumpster and I didn’t do any homework despite having two exams next week & I’m pretty much a walking dead

Is slapping someone with a huge pad filled with blood and blood clots considered a felony or something

‘cause I’m real close to being a felon if that’s the case

Me: gee i wonder why i feel so shitty today

Also Me: *had pop tarts for breakfast, skipped lunch, had half a cup of water all day*

Still Me: i’ll make coffee and eat some crackers…

Waiting very patiently for my bagel to toast…

I hate being on tumblr lately bc it’s overrun by trans men shit talking and dismissing the claims of trans women, and then trans women talking about how every trans man is a piece of shit, then trans men freaking out about how trans women are evil and hate us all and I’m like. Everyone stop please

I love dyeing my hair because for some reason, after many different colours I’ve had, I still manage to jumpscare myself with the new one by looking in the mirror at least once every time

⋆ ۪ Ꮺ. i’m making a powerpoint for the guy i like, with things that reminds me of him, songs, characters who represent us etc… there are 50 slides so far and it’s not even finished · · ·

spoiler : i will never send it to him because i’m a coward and i’m afraid of seeming obsessive or crossing his boundaries 𖹭

⋆ ۪ doing things is my way of showing affection since i’m not good with words but i’m always afraid of being too much