#please i deperately need new things to read

[bioorangendirektsaft]

httyd fandom give me your best fics that focus on hiccup's and toothless' friendship

[tomahawk-swing]

Honest feelings under the cut. Read at your own risk.

I’m tired. tired of having to deperately rely on blacklist to browse this dash safely. Tired of being scared to use mobile because I get anger/panic attacks whenever a bad url pops up.

I’m tired of being locked out of every event that is thrown by the ‘popular’ people on here, because they’ve all blocked me after one strike and never even tried to understand my feelings or hear my apologies before they got rid of me and basically kicked me out of the community. I’m tired of people who don’t tag their posts about said events.

I no longer have my place here. I haven’t felt like I truly belong with everyone in what, two years ? I feel scared to put my art in the tags, I feel scared to reach out to new people who might already have interacted with the bad urls, I feel scared to simply be here and keep writing as if nothing had happened.

I feel like I’m the only one who’s still affected by what happened a year and a half ago. I made mistakes, I did things that were wrong and that I regret, but nobody tried to hear me out. I’m dying to tell everyone what the others did, but I don’t want to start drama. I don’t want to stoop to their level.

I’m done. I’m done putting so many efforts into this blog but getting no feelings of accomplishment in return.

I’m sorry if anyone was still looking forward to interactions with my muses. I don’t think I’ll be coming back, this time. I’m giving myself until the end of my vacation (Jan 8, which happens to also be my birthday haha), but please don’t get your hopes too high up.

I don’t need this kind of stress in my life. I can’t keep putting up with a hobby that gives me a lot more anxiety than relief from all the IRL bullshit I’ve had to face in the past months.

I’ll cherish what good memories I have. Thanks to the people who’ve stuck with me until the end.