image ID: Ivan Van Norman, mutton chops neatly trimmed and curls mostly tamed, leaning on a railing in front of a large poster reading “Welcome to Waterdeep: Dungeons & Dragons Stream of Many Eyes”. (He is not yet in costume)
Pac: I can't keep doing this, I can't do this– [Laughs] I can't do this anymore— What is this, man?!
If you didn't see Pac suffering in Sims earlier today, here's a (translated & subtitled) compilation of some silly Sims Hideduo moments that made poor Pac look like he was questioning all his life choices.
you are complaining about complaining too much while complaining about the fact that maybe people dont like you because you complain too much while complaining about being alone. just stop complaining and do something about it. talk to people. reach out. dont just wait for someone to come to you first.
i have tried reaching out to different people in the past year or so but it never works. i understand its my own fault for letting relationships decay because of my own insecurities and issues but that doesn't mean i can just will myself to think or believe different things about myself. it's a self fulfilling prophecy ; i think people don't like me so i don't reach out so people don't like me etc .
i am sure you do not want to hear me list all the things i want to say in response so i will put them in the tags.
I am so fucking normal about Vivia accepting the umbrella from Yakou I am so fucking normal about Vivia accepting the umbrella from Yakou I am so fucking normal about Vivia accepting the umbrella from Yakou
I am so fucking normal about Vivia holding the umbrella himself to protect himself from the rain I am so fucking normal about Vivia holding the umbrella himself to protect himself from the rain I am so fucking normal about Vivia holding the umbrella himself to protect himself from the rain
Him taking the umbrella from Yakou accepting this attachment to life, finding a sliver of himself inch back his foot on the other side to take care of himself for Yakou.
He has never protected himself from the rain before because of his disregard for his life. But now, there was thaat small something. That small something that reminds him, that maybe it's okay to live again. Even if it means continuously dying like a walking corpse. He'll live again.
the arkanis posts on my dash are sooooo tempting i literally do not have enough hours in the day to get invested in another minecraft smp but MAYBE… maybe…….