#for being Me

[critrolecannibal]

You know what I love?

That moment when you're sharing something you are excited about with someone you love.

And they say-

"Can you not be normal about anything?"

Yeah, love that.

[wildheartscantbebrokenx]

I love having control of my story and being able to make my life whatever I want it to be.

[tiikiboo]

I'm feeling so sad and isolated. I really don't know what to do. I don't enjoy doing anything therefore i don't wanna do anything. It takes so much energy to do basic tasks for me. All the thoughts in my had are racing without coming to a solution. All the rights answers seems to be negative.

I just wanna crawl up like a ball and hide. Where can I ever enjoy this world? In a world where i always feel like i'm perceived like a burden. The mean one. The negative person who is always mad and bitter. Always irritated. The one who always starts the fight. But i never want to fight. Things like this are blamed on me, because i don't communicate in the way like others do.

When i reach out for help from society, the best help they can give me is new diagnoses. I'm afraid to reach out for more help because soon i won't be able to count them with my fingers. I feel so ashamed of them, so I hide them. But sometimes i can't. When things just get to much and i get overwhelmed, i explode.

Then i am the mean one again.

How much effort do you need from me to get you satisfied? And how much do you think it costs for me?

I am exhausted so I don't have anything to pay with. If it's this exhausting to even like myself, how could i ever exist in harmony?

My explanations are excuses for you. Nothing makes me excited anymore, except the though of disappearing forever. Then i would finally get myself satisfied.

I'm so sorry for being me.

[scarlet-bernard]

Me. Everyday.

Realizing we lost.

[vamptits]

I can't keep having the same conversations about love languages, mbti, iq, bmi, "brain fully formed at 25" and shit over and over again...

[ugartecoco]

the transition im crying

[evidently-endless]

i think we should remind musicians they can absolutely make up little stories for their songs btw. it doesn’t have to be about them at all. you can invent a guy and put him in situations to music. time honoured tradition in fact.

[agnesandhilda]

shoutout to the woman from my high school martial arts class who liked to get me in joint locks and then joke about how I was easy to catch. you cannot comprehend how psychosexually formative that was for me

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

[sylvies-kablooie]

i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.

[ameba-from-space]

[nariarts]

Spent a ridiculous amount of time last night obsessively editing my hand written zines in Photoshop to take away any tiny blemishes so they were definitely readable.

Whatever. Understand or don't.

[taffy-glitch]

it should be illegal to put ads in apps or sites for solitaire or picross or sudoku tbh. playing classic puzzle games uninterrupted needs to be a HUMAN RIGHT

[sapphosdickandballs]

5 sexiest things a woman could wear

Full suit of armor

Just an oversized teeshirt

blood of her enemies

leather jacket

Super cool sword on her back

[everchased]

THAT one's goin on the list too now!

[stuckinapril]

guys i actually beg of you to not let palestine become an unpleasant flashback, a transient tumblr trend, a hasbeen subject that just faded away. as an arab—and specifically iraqi—girl, i know what it feels like to have family displaced all over the world as a result of western imperialism. i know what it feels like to not be able to step foot into your homeland because it’s no longer safe. as an american iraqi, raised in the us and insulated from my roots, it wasn’t until last summer that i was able to visit iraq for the first time, and even then my family was worried for my safety—in my own blood country. although nothing like what palestinians are experiencing right now, it might be the tiniest semblance of what it feels like to watch your country disintegrate in front of you.

and this is a universal arab experience. i volunteer weekly at a refugee center that serves middle eastern refugees, and every day i see the longing in their eyes when they speak of where they hail from. it’s safe to say that we will be getting a wave of palestinian refugees very soon: just another generation of arabs who can’t inhabit their own country.

arab culture is so rich, so profound, so beautiful. i am tired of being told by the world—through literal genocide—that it doesn’t mean anything. please never let this be forgotten. free palestine. free palestine. free palestine.