#ICANT ESCAPE

[simcardiac-arrested]

the whole rednote migration makes me feel like the gif of a woman walking down a street and getting scared by words like veg out and lebanese except im seeing kanji everywhere

[raidenfanclub]

We are absolutely not surviving the winter

that quote by @r0swells also this features some doodles by em

guys ignore that I said "we're are" im dumb

[monards]

realizing ive been a victim of the purple lesbian epidemic for over 7 years now

[doveywovy]

i like a single atla post about toph and my FYP is nothing but zuko thirsting. this fandom is cursed

[st4rstudent]

IS THIS YOU????

HEEELP NOT THIS IMAGE. that's my oomf on twt, not me, hangs my head low and walks away. my twitter is the same as my user on here but with a underscore after it

[animutate]

ok preparing myself 4 the horrors this week.

[brokenfakeboychloe]

im a dumbslut icant escape i alwaaays relapse

[thealmightyemprex]

Fantasy Month :My Little Pony Escape from Katrina

So I had a really fun idea for today,do a Saturday Morning Cartoon bonanza ,look at a bunch of random episodes of Fantasy themed animated shows and at Noon review all I watched .....SO I ended up sleeping in and had to make brekfast and by the time noon rolled along ,I had only watched one cartoon ....A cartoon that thankfully I do have some things to talk about but is held back by the style of the time

So lets talk My Little Pony . I did watch and enjoy a few seasons of My Little Pony Friendship is Magic ,but OG MLP ,is both before my time and wasnt the sort of thing I watched though I have seen the original special that started the franchise .So why did I check this out:Soley cause Tammy Grimes AKA Molly Gru from Last Unicorn plays the villain ,and I love her vocal performance there so I wanted to hear her here

The plot of this 1985 Special is Katrina (Tammy Grimes) has grown dependent on a Witch Weed ,which she needs a machine and slave labor to produce ,and she seeks to enslave the ponies

So this might come as a surprise,cause I love 80's pop culture and I love animation.....Im not that into 80's cartoons.80's cartoon are in a weird spot for me because there so limited ,the writers clearly wanna tell good stories but what stories they can tell are limited by toysellers,and parent groups and ccensors .There are ones I like (He Man and the Masters of the Universe , Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and I got a soft spot for Transformers ) .I call 80's cartoons Toyetic cartoons,cause at the end of the day....Thats their job .They are trying to get little Susie and little Bobby to convince mom and dad to get them these characters they like .I will not judge these shows for being commercials ,no I would never do that cause the best toyetic properties make you forget that .Hell the reason we HAVE the toyetic boom of the 80's is Star WArs ,which happens to be one of the toys I collected a lot as a kid......Because I adored the story and characters ,and I wanted to show I liked the characters,that the character meant something to me.The best toyetic stuff be it Star Wars or X Men or He Man have something that pulls you in and makes you wanna celebrate these characters .I also think this is why My Little Pony Friendship is Magic was so sucessful ,all the characters where distinct and likeable and people responded to that....OK you might be wondering why I am rambling like this ...Well cause I wanna make clear my issue is not its a commercial......Its that its a BAD commercial at least to me .....Cause ICANT TELL WHOSE WHO .My biggest issue with this special was I legit couldnt tell which pony was who ,theres a lot of them ,alot sound a like and look alike so if I was little Susie ....Who do I get ??As a commercial as a failing but more seriously as a story thats a failing ....Which is a shame cause there are some cool elements.....And its all on the guest villains

Katrina and her lizard henchman(Im not looking it up)played by Paul Williams are legit interesting ,but kind of held back by the fact its a My Little Pony special .Katrina is basically addicted to this witch weed ,but she has to exploit people in order to get access to it and improve her powers .Throughout the thing Paul William lizard talks about how she used to be kind but the dependance on the machine and the jusice of the weed has turned her cold and cruel .I also really love the implication that her and the lizard are romatically connected .I love her design too ,this feline almost faded diva look (In fact her and the liazrd dynamic reallly reminds me of Norma and Max from Sunset Boulevard ).Tammy Grimes does a marvelous job ver intimidating and cruel but with a sadness and it kind of fun to hear Paul Williams do a more cartoony voice.Im also glad they get a happy ending even if the method they got there is a little suspicious .I honestly love these two characters and wish the whole special was just them and not the ponies

I love the villains,theres some interesting stuff there but this was just not my thing .One can do a commercial better

@theancientvaleofsoulmaking @ariel-seagull-wings @the-blue-fairie

@themousefromfantasyland @countesspetofi @amalthea9

@princesssarisa @filmcityworld1 @barbossas-wench

[dogboyratgirl]

JUST SAW AN AMBIGRAM OF THE NAME TROY..... ICANT ESCAPE THAT WHITE BOY HE IS EVERYWHERE I GO

[reindeer-spotting]

9 people id like to know better;tagged by @dawnlsyourenemy :^3

3 ships ; ummm. germs (obviously....), wolfiekristian (@fuckmaggot & i's ocs) & kristian and ehren (my ocs).. i dont really ship things anymore lol

first ship ; dont even ask me this because its going to be some stupid bandom shit

last song ; knee deep (1996 demo) - cky .. so freaking good

last film ; reindeerspotting: escape from santaland. last night i tested out the dvd i burned and it worked with no problems :^)

currently reading ; icant read

currently craving ; umm. nothing really. some strawberries would be nice

favourite colour ; im contractually obligated to say orange but im a big fan of dull reds, dull red browns, warm grays, etc

relationship status ; committed to the bit

last thing i googled ; quetiapine (just got prescribed this .. the wikipedia page doesnt bode well lol)

current obsessions ; bam, cky, deron. you guys know by now. also spun ilove that movie but its very much 2nd to bamworld & deron

tagging ; @boycrush2000 @homesickgrl @geffenrecords @nokia105ied idk lol. tagging the whole wide world youcan just say i tagged you its ok to lie i promise

[deepseaphantom]

Aaaugh it’s a lot of yelling about my shit life

I hate this stupid house!!!! It’s rotting from the inside out and we’re rotting along with it!!!! There’s a hole in the bathroom floor there’s a hole in the crawling the dishwasher is broken and my dad won’t get it fixed I fucking hate this place but I can’t escape!!!!! I am trapped!!! With a racist transphobic father!!! I can’t trust anyone in this family cause I vented about my mom (she sucks) on insta and my aunt (her sister) saw it and told my grandma (her mom) about it and she called me disgusting!!! I can’t tell my dad anything cause he sucks and thinks I can’t be a lesbian cause I’m nonbinary but also thinks I can’t be non-binary cause I’m a lesbian!!!! Fucker thinks cause I was born premature and have aspergers (I do not use this word anymore) that I’ll develop slower into things!!!! He fucking told me that when I told him I was asexual!!!! My sister said that if I went on testosterone it would make me more angry and violent and has called me a idiot and a bitch multiple times (so has my dad) and my mom is absolutely awful!!! I haven’t talked to her in years cause she kicked me off tone health insurance and she also told my sister to KILL HERSELF?!? And my sister still continues to talk to her!!!! And I can’t talk about how our father was/is emotionally abusive!!! I’ve gotten over fights with my dad before cause he won’t use my name or pronouns(saying shit like they isn’t a singular pronoun) or him spouting racist shit and I would go to my sisters place (there is no where else to go) and I WAS AT FAULTIM THE ONLY GAY AND AUTISTIC LERSON IN THIS ENTIRE FAMILY AND I HAVE TO DEAL WITH UIS TRANSPHOBIC ASS AND IM THE BAD GUY!!!!

Fuck I don’t even trust to tell them anything anymore about stuff I like cause they’ll chuckle at it and they’ve made fun of me so many times (calling me a bitch and idiot) that I do not trust them

I fucking hate being autistic in this fucking family I don’t fit in at all

I’m the only artist in the family (everyone else are lawyers or some sorts political thing or scientist)

I’m autistic )either I’m the only one who doesn’t try and mask or truly I’m alone)

I have nerdy interests (transformers)

I am nonbinary !!!! There is no one else in this fucking family that is gay!!! (I don’t count my mom I don’t care if she dated and moved in with a lady for a bit ((they broke up)) she fucking kicked me off the health insurance when I came out to her as non-binary!

And I get fucking interrupted all the goddamn time!!! All the fucking time!!!! I try and talk about something I like and I can literally see the interest fade from my sisters eyes I try and talk about how I was bullied in middle school and my dad has the gall to say if I smiled more I would’ve had more friends and he won’t shut up about hoe he regrets not letting me quit basketball and says I would’ve made friends that way!! I fucking hated basketball!! I got hit in the head 3 fucking times!!

And I fucking can’t have negative emotions in this house or not want to be touched or else my dad will get mad at me! I have no privacy since my room is essentially a hallway with doors and one doesn’t close properly ! He can just come in and talk to me about whatever the fuck or kiss me on my head and I don’t want that sometimes!!! And I have to pretend that I’m not incredibly dissatisfied with my life cause if I tried to explain to him how I feel and how I literally can’t do anything he says some shit like just do it! Make a list! FUCK!!!!! iCANT I FUCKKNG CANT

NEITHER MY DAD OR SISTED KNOW ME AND I BARELY KNOE MYSELF!!!!! But fuck I know if I was the person my dad and sister thought I was I would’ve killed myself already

[haver-of-wives]

Tommy, I need you to listen to me. Dream is manipulating you so much. No matter what he says, there are people out there that care about you and can help you. Don’t let him get to the best of you. If he threatens you, don’t show fear. You know he will bring you back if he kills you. Show him that you are the BIGGEST MAN, you are BETTER THAN HIM, and he has absolutely no authority over you. This is just exile all over again—he sees you as nothing but a plaything. Prove to him you are more than that. He can’t control you.

I suggest trying to contact someone you can trust and can help you escape without coming in contact with Dream, if that’s possible. If not, someone that holds some kind of advantage over Dream would be beneficial as well.

-🍁

IKNOWHEIS but icant do anythign i cant yuo dont understadn how easily he canmake me wish iwas dead or juts leaveme in limbo for months hecan do hwatever he wants adn i cant do anythign icant

[mossy-embrace]

I’m feeling a bit manic tonight, or perhaps I simply had a few spoons left by the time for bed came. It allowed me to muster the energy for one of those much-needed, everything-showers that depression seems to steal from me so often. It's moments like these that remind me how much I struggle, far more than most people around me ever realize. I joke, often too easily, about being "hella depressed," but the truth is far less amusing. I think I’ve trained my body to perform the bare minimum, just enough to seem okay—to keep up the illusion that I’m managing.

But there's a fear, one that quietly grows with each passing day: the fear that one day I won’t be able to keep it up anymore.

As I look ahead, I can only hope that day never comes. For years now, I’ve worked closely with my doctors, attempting to find the right balance of medication that might ease the weight I carry. Soon, I’ll have yet another check-in, but the process is never without a sense of quiet dread. There’s that inevitable intake questionnaire, a series of questions that always seem to culminate in one thing: a reminder, with glaring red text, that I’m still classified as an "at-risk depression patient." Each time, it feels like a confrontation with a truth I already know, but can never escape.

The numbers barely change, inching forward but never quite enough to keep from relapsing back. Icant help but recall the first days on Wellbutrin—those strange, fleeting moments where my mind raced, buzzing with energy like some manic creature that had briefly escaped its cage. For a few days, I was lifted, almost unrecognizable to myself in that surge of productivity. There was a freedom there, and I admit, part of me longs for that feeling again, even knowing it was transient, a false dawn.

Yet, I can’t ignore the envy I feel toward that version of myself, who for a fleeting moment, managed to outrun the shadows.

[lonelyloverz]

i’m not kidding when i say i have no reason to be depressed

i have two parents, my mom is a stahm ( i love her sm and she loves me too) and my dad has been able to provide for my siblings and i

although we used to move every 3/4 years we’ve always lived in somewhat suburban areas and as great of an education you can get at a public school

i’ve never known hunger, i’ve never been abused, never have been explicitly bullied, somehow (luckily) escaped racism, idk i’ve just never went thru anything worth calling trauma as a kid. the most traumatic experience during my first 18 years might be the pandemic and whatever quarantine was

and yet i’ve been feeling this sadness for years now. i’ve gradually felt it grow from my middle school years (which i lowkey think it was puberty until quarantine rammed it up to 100) during quarantine i was so sick of my family and myself i tried to strangle myself in the bathroom with a hair tie (🤣please laugh) obv didn’t work. getting out of quarantine, junior year i had no friends, i moved across the country then and i am a super quiet person and didn’t bother reaching out to others

forgot to preface this but i should prob explain my whole issue with friendships

so i had a ton of friends in middle school, i miraculously attended the same middle school from 6th to 8th grade and i got to know a lot of people as little kids do. me being the little shit i was went thru a i hate pink and anything girly phase (ik people use the term pick me/not like other girls but i feel like tiktok has completely simplified the phenomenon to girls putting girls down to attract guys when it was so much more complex than that) and tried so hard to hang out with these guys that played video games. they clearly didn’t like me and yet i hung out with them until fresh/sopho year in hs. like dude told me “you’re always just kinda there” and ik he was such a sweet guy and meant that in the nicest way but i couldn’t take the hint bcuz i liked playing games with them ☹️ it keeps me awake every damn night. but yeah that line just summarizes my whole personality. unless i’ve known you for years or you know me as this chronically online anime obsessed bl loving freak, im just kinda there. and it’s fine i’ve accepted it. but i’ve accepted it for so long that my English has just deteriorated atp, like im just throwing up words when i speak now (bro the tears in my eye rn) so now i have to keep quiet

i hate the look people give me when i talk and the way they have to cut me off because my ramblings don’t make sense. it hurts ik and it’s my own fault. it’s my own fault and im too embarrassed to do anything other than to die

i’m not lonely i just hate being awkward

i just wanna die

yeah i said it

it’s not like anyone other than my two baby siblings will miss me

i don’t really do much at home. i mainly do chores that only pertain to myself and my other younger sibling does the heavy work. somehow i get dismissed from doing chores simply for being a girl and “having more hw” so i get called princess since i never help. which rightfully so i guess. but yeah i have no presence in the outside world or in my home. ik my brother hates me. i wish he would lash out at me like i used to lash out at him when we were younger.

i can’t anymore

i can’t

i can’t

icant

this feeling is probably never going away

goodbye

[aoicest]

i don wanna remember ! i shuldnt hafta . but icant escape in mai sleep either

[skiddlecat]

h o m e s t u c k

icant fucking escape