#12:00am

[soci-ophobia]

Mirror is all done! Love the way it turned out.💕💕

[hyuuukais]

gooooodnight everybody <3<3<3

[0disconnected0]

Teen Patrick in arcade

Paul took the photo

It's 12:00 and I have a trip tomorrow It's a perfect time to draw something

Ehh I love my AU I can tell some backstory if you want

[yesnowhatno]

12:00 at night is

SAD TIME

[g227]

Esa sensación que nace de un punto intermedio, de donde no puedes salir, aparece cuando una noche mirando el techo de tu habitación de repente te das cuenta de que incluso cuando lo niegas para el resto del mundo, en el fondo sabes realmente que no quieres estar solo, pero tampoco tienes idea de como estar con alguien, cuando pasas el día "bien" pero al llegar a casa rompes en llanto al sentir todo ese miedo reprimido poco a poco ves como la frustración invade tu cuerpo, acelerando las palpitaciones de tu corazón, provocando transpiración en tus manos empuñadas ante tanta impotencia, eres frágil, solo una niña tonta incapaz de expresar una sola palabra, vives visualizando la vida que siempre quisiste tener y así pasan los años, ves atraves de una ventana que el tiempo pasa, sabes que la gente, la vida y las oportunidades están ahí fuera, pero te invade la inseguridad, te vuelve incapaz de poner un solo pie fuera de la cama para finalmente una vez más pensar "Talvez mañana sea distinto"…

[shaddofacts]

What if TAYLOR SWIFT was actually like this super curvy, voluptuous, but very plus-sized woman in real life, and every image, appearance, music video, and even authorized 'pap' shot you ever saw was a completely retouched composite image to make her appear as the world clamors to see her, while she actually otherwise lives a private but free, full-bodied life in every other aspect of the meaning...

Would you still hold the same unconditional love for her in your heart?

Would you still call yourself a fan if she wasn't portrayed as the perfectly molded pop-culture savant with a stellar forme?

... The concert tickets are so exclusive, you have to sign an NDA before entering the stadiums just to keep the secret safe only amongst only the wealthiest and most compromising swifties...

OR maybe I just pulled all of this out of my ass just to boil that philosophy noodle you call a mind, and get you thinking beyond your own thinking.......

...or maybe theres always some truth behind even the most errant thoughts, experiences and artistic renditions of the world as we are made to see it through the eyes of others...

Maybe . . .

[dubvexx]

It is Wednesday my dudes, AAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHH

Besides that, I went to sleep at 11:00 today? Yesterday? Idk which one anymore. I woke up in the middle of the night, 12:00 and was and still awake. I still gotta get to school because I'm not tryna be late yk? Idk I'm just here to complain rn. I spent all that time I was awake listening to Hatsune Miku and honestly, she has some bangers. Deco 27 is pretty good.

(If you found this, good job. Wanted to add this part bc I didn't draw something one of yall asked me to and wanted to say, I may not always draw what was requested. Sorry about that!)

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

elita-1 crashout

[jupiterplaysminecraft]

I got bored so here ya go welcome to Acornclan

•Name: Frostpaw

•Age: 8 moons

•Gender: Female

Description: Frostpaw is a small, silver and white tabby she-cat with bright blue eyes. She is agile and quick, despite having been born with a hind leg disability. Despite her disability, Frostpaw is determined and fiercely loyal to her Clan.

• Name: Emberkit

• Age: 3 moons

• Gender: Male

• Description: Emberkit is a fluffy ginger tom with amber eyes. He is playful and curious, always getting into mischief around the camp. Emberkit looks up to his older sister, Frostpaw, and is constantly trying to emulate her bravery and determination.

(I tried to stay as accurate but it's twelve am and I'm eepy so I could barely draw)

[yoklan]

La culpa es mía, porque nunca me voy…🥀💔

[sargentcat]

me: i dont like spicy foods

Also me at 12:am: spicy eggs now

[cw16]

I'm positive I went insane. There was something incredibly lovely about the way you laughed and grinned, between your dimples and your eyes. The creases, the furrows, the elements, and the lines.They collaborated to create some miraculous love potions. And I kept drinking. I kept going till my eyes began to resemble hearts, and the bottle was naked and lost among the other 5,000.

—Cw16 “Watching from afar”

[scrmngtts]

Ughhh the force in me to just tell him that im so fucking upset that he didnt even invite me cuz hes with his best friend is beyond me. Like what the fuck? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. I dont think i can deal with this stress anymore i dont want this

[benjiartz]

Funny lil thing I made

[xiijxoxo]

Timmy was a new member of the village. He read every single rule before joining them, and everything was extremely fine as if the peace had remained forever.

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One day, he somehow offended a notorious bad guy in the village, and he had been imprisoned at an ugly-little cottage and got picked on since then. Timmy couldn't save himself because that bad guy used the evilest tricks to torture him.

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Day by day, Timmy lost both his spiritual and physical energy. He thought it was all done. Everything was over.

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Nonetheless, it occurred to him that a big part of the members in the village treated him really kind, so he thought maybe he could ask them for help.

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At an unusual quiet night, Timmy snuck out of the cottage, and used the fastest speed to knock on each door. As he despaired of knocking the doors by his bruised hands, an elderly woman opened the door.

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"There...there is a bad...bad guy doing something really bad to me. I...I'm searching for help. Ple...ple...please...help me." Exhausted and nervous, Timmy uttered the words in a whisper. "Who are you? Don't waste my time!" said the elderly woman. "Wait!" wailed the Timmy.

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Since then, every member had heard of the things about Timmy. They started to have a peephole on their doors to see if it was him. On the second day, when Timmy knew that nobody would answer his door, he gave up; meanwhile, he could feel an indifferent and cold atmosphere surrounded him.

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Silence shouts so loud in his ears.

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Timmy is still in the cottage and abused by that guy, and he still can't understand why people in the village treated him kind at first chose to evade him when he turned to them.

[faunandfloraas]

Christmas is for fond memories of the ones you love...