autistic who goes “fun fact” and then proceeds to tell you the most gruesome unfunny thing you’ve heard all day
me, incorrect: everyone is probably sick of me drawing this character by now...
my inner voice, wise: ah, but this cannot be... because I am part of "everyone"... and until I am sick of drawing them... it will not be everyone
me, opening a new blank canvas: ur so right
Reblog if you never once have been even remotely bothered by seeing someone draw the same character over and over again
i have felt weird and terrible all day. what is happening
someone take me out back and shoot me like a sick horse
you arent in a pasture at night you are locked in a stall in a barn with a blanket on. bitch.
ok well the blankets not so bad. i like the blanket. and the straw and the oats. dickhead.
do u want a sugar cube. do u want to chill and eat some sugar cubes together
this is fucking great things are all looking up for me. a sweet little treat
“that person is using that label wrong!1!” well sometimes abstract idea’s don’t align with lived realities and sometimes language has limitations and sometimes categories are fake. and honestly? that’s none of your business
hey full offense but the ‘use the right pronouns even if the person is horrible!’ statements arent made to coddle horrible ppl, its saying ‘dont view correct pronouns as a fucking privilege that can be taken away once people decide you’ve fucked up enough’, misgendering someone on purpose is transphobic no matter what bc it equates transphobia as a ‘punishment’ for bad people, pronouns are a part of baseline human respect, its that simple
This is basically what my physical therapist had me do for my back problems last year and it helped with the pain so much! Also walk for at least thirty minutes a day, even if it's just in small chunks throughout the day.
I wanna do something nice.. say something you appreciate about the person you reblogged this from!! even if it's smth as small as their profile photo :)
the traveling trinkets wagon is in town :) pick your purchase.
a small glass jar full of dried rose petals
incense cones and a small stone bowl to burn them in
an oracle deck wrapped in a scarf, no box to be found
a silver candlestick holder with one black candle resting in it
a star shaped woven basket of rocks
a chunk of quartz a little larger than the size of a human heart
a piece of driftwood that looks like an eye
a red paisley curtain with a few odd stains
a smooth, polished ball of amethyst
a jar full of what looks to be fortune cookie slips of paper
there is no guarantee the trinkets are not cursed. choose at your own risk. reblog to keep the trinket shop traveling.

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