#NOT those

[wewillbeseen-butnotbeheard]

hm. i felt it a lot less today. maybe it’s that when i’m actually doing other things, (things that i enjoy) it takes my mind off it. the thoughts are still in the back of my head, always, but it’s not intolerable or even that bad.

on the other hand, i am actively trying to take my mind off things a lot of the time. if i don’t wake up extremely irritated over everything, i really try NOT to fall back into the same thought patterns again. it comes back eventually. but still

also i almost do feel “worse” when i’m okay. “worse” as in, in a completely different emotional territory. i don’t feel as justified or validated with myself if my head isn’t racing over being human. i don’t know

sorry for ranting. these things still find a way to reach me and fuck me up despite my own efforts. i don’t, and never have had a “phantom tail” but i found myself in a semi social environment earlier, and it feels almost comforting (if not vulnerable) to imagine a tail. i can’t feel it, but i can picture it well enough that it’s genuinely distressing and embarrassing to think of. i have to frantically picture myself as not having a tail of any kind (that’s hard sometimes) but also i can (low-key) feel it. a little. i think i’m “subconsciously faking” it. people act like that’s not a thing that you can do but i feel like it is. it’s not something that’s there, but it itches. and it’s like a “presence” on my back where i can picture it. in the past, even a decent while ago, i’ve tried to make myself feel a “phantom limb” before i even KNEW what they were. but that’s probably the closest i’ve ever been to that. it’s a shame that i was in a place where i had to desperately erase the thought/feeling of it.

[your-local-grinning-cat]

Hey Che’nya I have a dare for you. A game even :]

I think my answer to this relies heavily on what you look like.

Do you look ANYTHING like this person? *suspiciously eyes that lil :] face*

[lionheartedmusings]

as we prepare for today, i slither into my slumber cave like your friendly neighbourhood cryptid knowing that when (not if, when) we get new egg(s) today, the people who run around talking about """the end of the egg event""" are going to have to bend over backwards to explain their multiple incorrect points! it will be a glorious day! :D

[paintedcrows]

Did anyone tell Ford (bonus doodles: Family Movie Night, 70s Classics)

[kayiiin]

Some extra content of the birthday post

[zelkams-art]

in all timelines in all possibilities only you can show me this

[astronnova]

yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[churroach]

Looking respectfully

(EDIT: fellas, it’s really not that deep. Anyone starting beef over this stupid drawing getting blocked, i dont care to argue with people who come and judge me (a stranger) in bad faith. A bit dissapointed that this joke post is what’s getting the most attention but alas that’s the internet for ya i guess.)

[rottenfleshnbones]

i care btw. i care abt the song ur listening to or the bug u saw or how u just got outta the shower or how ur happily hanging out w ur friends or how ur kinda sad or how good was the meal u just had or ur fav character from an indie game nobody knows or if u chugged down some water. i always will

[windwenn]

‘You were my new dream’ or however the fuck that scene went

[wewillbeseen-butnotbeheard]

literally everything i do is a reminder of my own humanity. it’s almost genuinely too much now. i exhibit obsessive compulsive behaviours, and mixed with all this lately, it actually makes doing certain things very hard. it takes a lot longer for me to get up in the morning now because of it

everything is so fucking wrong. maybe that’s incredibly trivial and i’m not justified in saying that, but everything is just so incredibly wrong. the only way i could ever be content with being human is by NOT ever thinking about it at all.

at the moment, i want to run my hand through my own chest fur so, so badly (amongst other things) but i don’t have fur.

i find myself starting to actually relish in times where i’m not thinking, or just in a “autopilot” state because that’s the only time i’m not thinking about all this. or being human at all. it weighs down so heavily on me sometimes and i think it shows when i’m around other people in real life. i know that i can’t get any joy out of this “being an animal” stuff because i’m not an animal; yet i still have to be burdened with most of the negatives that come along with it

idk. i guess by that i mean, you guys 🫵 (you guys in the tags) are lucky for what you have. you should appreciate it as often as you can

[demaparbat-hp]

That infamous prison escape.

[unsung-idiot]

some quick drawings of little Soos I made a while ago

[aznisure]

something something digital footprint