#it's 11pm

[nearlyfallapart]

You woke up from last night breeding session and saw your werewolf's husband starring at you like this:

"Sorry for being too rough last night, I can lick you if you want to."

(I found it funny for no reason, I mean I do wish to cuddle with a werewolf tho, their fur looks soft ahhhh)

[womp-womp-waa]

!TW eating disorder!

Aiden never had problems with his body... Well never used to have problems atleast.

Everything was all fine until his parents came home once when he was watching a movie. He wasn't eating healthy while watching the movie, but who does? You don't go to the cinema and ask for a salad, no you ask for popcorn. But according his his mum eating such foods will ruin his body.

"You don't need anymore junk food in you. I mean look at you!" She gestured to his stomach "You're already getting a little bit chubby"

His dad (like normal) didn't say a word to disagree with his mum. He also didn't say anything to agree with her. His silence was enough, it spoke volumes.

He didn't start hating his body straight away. At first all he did was avoid eating infront of his parents. He knew that mum would make a comment and that his dad (with enough convincing from his mum) will start bothering him about food.

But then he stopped eating infront of people in general. He didn't know when or why it started but it felt like everyone's eyes were on him, judging him. Silently asking 'are you really going to eat all of that?' And 'I could never eat something as unhealthy as that'. If he was uncomfortable eating infront of people then he didn't have to. Of course the others started to ask questions as they became naturally concerned. He brushed it off "I'm just not hungry" he told them. He guessed that excused only worked the first few times, but for the moment nobody was questioning him so he was fine with it.

Slowly, he just stopped eating. He remembered the moment he decided that he should stop. In his room layed a full body mirror and next to it a discarded scale. His parents brought him the scale as a 'gift' he knew they were trying to make him lose weight, that's why he put it next to the mirror he never used. But things change. Every single day he checked his weight and every single day he looked in the mirror he saw what his parents saw.

He was disgusting, he was ugly. Maybe one day if he became skinny enough he would deserve his parents love.

[valerieluvsyu]

Now what if I just y'know wrote smut abt Mark and your obsession with him calling you mamas. Like what if I made it really nasty...would y'all read it??? I really want to so I just might.

[werewolfgenesis]

Didn't draw Johnny Ghost today I think I'm going to explode

[beelsnail777]

MORE ASMO!!!!! MORE!!!! MOREEEEEEEE!!!!

[saeran-exe]

Oh, to be unable to act upon the sudden urge to shift my entire life around, read 5 books at once, study 10 different subjects that have nothing to do with my college major, buy plane tickets and move abroad, open a business, or two, learn all the languages and to play my favourite instruments, buy a huge house with a huge flower garden in the coastline of Italy and read more and all day long... God, why must I suffer the horrors of being part of a society and needing money to live?

[teeniebopperlaughin]

He has no sense of self-preservation. He's a flutist. He's a little too excited about the idea of being thrown around by large men. He probably has issues with his father. He gets annoyed by Updog and Henway jokes. He can break the fourth wall.

I didn't say his name, but he popped into your head, didn't he?

[writingjourney]

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[enstars-syndrome]

why is my muse nocturnal

[sga-owns-my-soul]

i'm out of town visiting a friend right now and i'm here for 4 days (going back saturday) and my period just fucking started which means not only do i need to suffer through Not Sleeping In My Own Bed (which is hard enough rn bc my depression is flaring and being away from my home and boys and bed is really draining) but i have to do it while i'm fucking dying and in the worst pain ever and i'm so fucking upset

i wanna see this friend and i'm glad we get to visit but fuck all i want to do is go the fuck HOME i hate this!!!!!!

[darlin-collins]

no because i didn't answer this question on my test this morning and i just realized what's the answer... 12 hours later

[lumimis]

I am selepy

[evkso]

oh no I want a grilled cheese

[kitsu-katsu]

A group of queers of all types is a pride

A group of aces is a deck

A group of aros is a quiver

A group of trans women is a code-camp

A group of enbies is a byte

A group of bi people is a tandem

A group of pan people is a panic

Thank you for coming to my wilderness documentary

[scrollonso]

good morning!!!

[cinnabunzi]

this post is not for sympathy or pity it's just me trying to be honest with myself and since tumblr is an anonymous void.. this is the best place.

i've been very mentally ill for as long as i can remember. and even though i have been in recovery for years my mind always goes back to the same feelings i had when i was a child. i don't think i ever really grew up. physically i'm in my 20's but mentally i still feel like the little girl who was abused and neglected. i constantly performed self destructively in order to make people like me and even though i know i am loved i don't think i'm liked. i don't think my mother likes me. i don't think she would spend time with me if i weren't her child. i can't see anyone sticking around the real me because i have never been honest with anyone. ever.

i don't think i even like me.

and i think it's my own fault. i lie a lot. i've made small lies and disastrous ones. i know i originally learned from my parents how to lie because they were in a toxic relationship and i never really had a responsible adult to help guide me but i have fucked up so many relationships.

i don't want to die but i don't want to be perceived anymore. i want to runaway and become a recluse. animals seem to be the only creatures i can bond with socially without fucking things up.