#sorry. the mental illness kicked in

[starstruckodysseys]

hi i’m back with posts exclusively for me. the bad kids as how to build an ocean: instructions songs!!

fig: all you get is confetti

(you’re bleeding?? you’re begging for tissues all you get is confetti?? you can’t be everything for everyone but you can be everything to someone?? when inspiration comes i’ll ignite it?? come ON that’s so fig coded)

gorgug: things that look like mistakes

(there’s something about the mental breakdown via energetic beat that gives me gorgug energy. like how he felt he couldn’t be angry to not disturb others yknow. also “i write little poems each day inside my head” is SO gorgug i feel)

adaine: i wanna feel calm

(“i see visions of violence” DUDE. adaine’s anger is so interesting and i want to see it explored more. i love her. also “i try not to let my trauma do the talking” babygirl… it’s okay to have feelings and burden other people with them… if they love you they won’t care)

fabian: tai chi with my dad

(okay. yes. suspension of disbelief but it’s mostly the “empathy is painful, but if you want to eat the fruit, you gotta feel the rainfall.” PLEASE talk about ur emotions jfc)

kristen: i don’t wanna be angry

(something about the chorus is so kristen vibes to me. like yeah. when i step onto that ferry and the man demands his pay i WILL see everything was temporary. she’s died enough times i’m sure she already has at this point tbh. lowkey cassandra vibes idk)

riz: injured crow

(there’s something to me about riz “trying to keep his friends together as much as possible” gukgak with the song about moments passing/nothing lasting. yknow. also “he asked too many questions/maybe this is my brain simply making the same suggestion” you’re KIDDING me)

[shokupanda]

me when time moves forward at a steady pace: how the fuck is it more than halfway through july already. this fuckers rapidly sprinting when im not looking huh

[sgt-farron]

oh no she is struggling

[rexscanonwife]

What if I told you Barb is a he/him lesbian to me? What then?

[casperth3ghost]

guys how do you explain to your friends who have suffered for months hearing u yap about one specific character that youre losing intrest in said character

[corpseaten]

Flops on floor. I crave violence so badly. I want to be hit i want to be cut i want to be choked . . Drug me and kidnap me then tie me up so I can’t fight what you’re doing to me, teach me that i belong to you. (out of the love in your heart of course.)

[itz-pandora]

Huh. If my life was a quote, it'd be "one of those sad ones with a deceptively happy tune"

[ghostboyhood]

no fucking wayyy dude

[mybreadsmybutters]

i actually am like. reasonably extroverted. i just also kind of want to kill myself anytime somebody perceives me as a woman which makes doing literally anything feel like navigating the minefield of “is this dear friend who i’ve known for years who i’m not out to going to unintentionally and innocently say something that’s going to make me spiral for the next three days”. ALL of which could be avoided if i simply Was Out to people however if One (1) singular more person i know and care about says some truly insane bizarre and weird bullshit after i come out the way EVERY single person i have ever come out to in person in the HISTORY of my ENTIRE life has i am genuinely worried im going to snap in a way that will finally force them to put me in the psych ward

[kahin]

uhm;... hai. waves

[mossymultiverse]

Newmoon Island

(@uncle-dusknoir)

As it turned out, Boat Guy did not, in fact, wake up when they arrived at Newmoon Island. Not even with all the yelling Moss was doing as they tried to turn off the autopilot to slow the boat down.

Despite a very loud, very frightened, and very angry conversation (chock-full of swears, might I add), neither the boat nor the boat's Guy would pay any heed to Moss, Basil, or any of their pokemon.

Moss closed their eyes, bracing for impact, preparing to use their soft squishy body as a cushion for any of their more mortal friends, as the ship raced towards the island at full speed. They tensed their body, feet planted firmly in a wide stance, and....

....Opened their eyes, confused.

The boat. Had stopped. The rain had too, if the lack of pitter-pattering on the roof was to be believed. The windows were still streaked with rain, as if it had been raining only seconds before, and the boat was still rocking, but very gently, as if the sea was trying to lull them to sleep.

Looking out the window confirmed the boat's lack of movement. There they were, parked perfectly at the dock, waves lapping mildly against the shore. The boat was even tied up.

Moss looked at Basil, eyes wide and bewildered, clearly struggling to relax.

"....are you ok?"

[starboodoesstuff]

"By the time I was your age, I had had three jobs and two- maybe three cars"

Father dearest that is not the flex you think it is

[maniaker]

I could do it today, I literally could, nobody had to know and nobody will know

[wri0thesley]

hello friends can i. can i ask for a little validation tonight. can you tell me that my writing is okay and you like having me around. i am not having a great one and i. yeah.

[plague-of-insomnia]

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[whatarewedoingdude]

Me when I realize I have to live like this forever