#the fuck am i doin with my life

[glowstick-art]

cartoon men that have made my expectations too high (mostly satire)

for that last one im talking about zim....not gir....im an alien fucker not a robot fucker.

after looking at this again i realize i may have a type....

green men. men with voids for eyes. coffee based food products. and adam.

[heymacy]

IAN GALLAGHER + his journey with bipolar disorder

╰┈➤ “At times, being bipolar can be an all-consuming challenge, requiring a lot of stamina and even more courage, so if you’re living with this illness and functioning at all, it’s something to be proud of, not ashamed of." - Carrie Fisher

[halflifebutawesome]

@arrimorr yr tags are making me crazy for a multitude of reasons but this has me losing it because you’ll never guess what I was in the middle of drawing when I saw them

[sharky-the-idiot]

I should not be allowed to cook anymore 😭😭😭 because like wtf is this?????

[dogboner]

personal growth is crazy because it seems like nothing has changed until you're crying because you don't want to die. you learn something about yourself that ten years ago would have actually killed you, and now you're thinking about what you can do to heal and make peace with it. nothing may have changed to you, but to the person you were however long ago, you are the "it gets better"

[pollen]

hi fellow neurodivergent people

i hate to jump on the "i think i might have adhd" bandwagon, but if i think i might have adhd, how do i bring it up to my care team as a 28-year-old cis woman who was a massive overachiever until i couldn't keep up the ruse anymore?

[silentwriting]

Poem in Progress

I hate myself

You could tell through the smoke 

In the dim lights

Drink upon drink 

Starting with vodka and redbull

Ending in jack and coke 

It's too big to be cramped

But there is no air in the room

Just suffocating on social presence 

Dancing all alone

Trying my hardest to look cool 

I think if I were you

I wouldn't even be here 

But the sun cannot be the moon 

Heavy clouds will block  the light

Yet the sun will always rise and set

And the moon will wane and wax

Just as predictable as a ticking clock

We had now met 

And cursed forever more 

Maybe I’ll message you

Maybe I’ll respond

Maybe we’ll wander around Sydney 

Maybe I’ll show you where I work 

When I’m not cramming for uni

Maybe you’ll tell me what you ponder

When you let the facade drop

Maybe in the dark frigid night

Your dry cracked lips

Will find warmth on mine 

But I’m not a girl of maybes 

I am a woman of truth and responsibilities

I have a long distance lover in Canberra

Who is actually now in Newcastle

Drunk on bottles of shiraz

Corked in Barrosa 

And you’ve run away 

From your own tangled mess 

From a girl whose photo is your phone’s background  

Who’s holidaying for a two weeks in Paris

Before going to Singapore

For her sister’s engagement 

“We can be friends”

Neither can remember who said it first

But we can both lie until it ends 

Quell the companionship that we thirst 

Replace relationships we cannot mend 

I lose a part of my beating heart,

In my mind I rewrite rationality,

Everytime I hear you laugh 

And I catch you staring at me

Although Miss Swift, I do critique

With my full heart I silently agree

"What if the way you hold me,

Is actually what's Holy?"

But this is just a lust filled crush,

I can only be entertained for so long,

And pretend I like the artificial flush,

in my soul I feel something is wrong

I crave my love as someone drowning

Drinks in water praying it is air

Once rescued never once stopping

Their admiration for an entity that is always there

My love will come back to Sydney

And reside where he truly belongs

In my arms cuddled next to me

Since the last time I've seen him has been too long

[marc-is-kinda-gay]

It is obvious to say that I am obsessed with TimKon again, I have fallen into my DC phase once more and I don't think I'll resurface for a while.

I am stuck rereading Teen Titans and overanalysing every TimKon interaction. I might need help 😩

[rapplet]

Ya'll remember how somwhere (i can't remember if it was extra content or the actual books) Nora said that Kevin didin't drink/use alcochol as a coping mechanism before he left Edgar Allan's? Yeah. So i was thinking like "When was the first time he did that?" and i think i figured it out (im not sure if this is a hc or just a logical thought process but idc)!

When he came to Wymacks hotel room, his hand all messed up and bleeding, he refused to be taken to a hospital. So Abby put his hand together the best she could. In the extra content Nora said that Riko broke Kevins hand by stomping on it multiple times, we also know that half a year after that he was still unable to do some things with it. So imagine how bad it musthave been and how much it hurt. What im saying is that Abby propablly didn't have the type of pain meds the hospital would (the one's that get you so high you don't really feel anything). And she had to basicaly dig through his hand to get it all in place. And Wymack was also there, yes? That man just gave Kevin a whole bottle of vodka and told him to drink the hell out of it. The alcochol wouldnt make the pain go away completeley but it would make it much less horrible. So Kevin did as he was told. And that's how he discovered the amazing world of alcocholism.

(i may or may not have been a little drunk when i wrote this so please ignore the spelling and logic of this whole thing)

[nattherat96]

WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE?

I honestly don't know anymore.

[im2tired4usernames]

My parents should be fuckin ashamed

[scottbeloved-not-scottlang]

Headcanon

Samandriel gets unofficially adopted by Dean because he is a baby and no one can disagree.

[dazais-guardian-angel]

Break 🤝 Ebisu - waiting for years to die and then realizing when the time comes that they want to live...

anon i don't know who you are or what prompted you to send this, but....... yes, I suppose? but also Ow why did you have to make me think of this

[thelittleprinceconfirmed]

I felt like I had to draw the sillies of chapter 100

! ! ! !

Toilet bound hanako kun, volume 19 (? It hasn't come out in my country) chapter 100

[theforgottendrummajor]

Hey.

I honestly have no idea who’s going to find this, but hopefully, no one from my band. But if I’m being real, my co-drum major (or one of them… more on that later) could totally figure it out, and then I’m never living it down.

But I’m not giving anyone a reason to find me. So I’ll just sit here, with my coffee and imposter syndrome, and watch the world slowly begin to wreak havoc.

Band camp isn’t for another month or so. I can’t decide if I wish it was sooner or not. I guess not— I’m not really prepared. Scratch that—I’m not prepared one single bit.

But that’ll change soon. Hopefully.

Alright, that’s all for now. See you on the field (or not).

—theforgottendrummajor

[too-much-imagination]

I have to go to school tomorrow and I am so unprepared. After holiday break I don’t know anything, I have no idea what’s going on and I’m afraid I won’t keep up.

I just want to lay in my bed. Listen to music. Maybe even cry but I don’t know if I’m ready for that.

Where did that all energy go? Why am I so lazy? Why am I not happy to see my friends and others? Why do I want to be alone almost all the time?

But, fine, I’ll go there tomorrow and smile. I’ll sit in class and try not to fall asleep. I’ll talk to my friends and try to focus.

But it still feels how it feels.

Will it stay like this forever?