Thunderstorm By Mysunroom

i think i am done wallowing in my sadness and letting it ruin my life. among other things

the thing is like. cowboy bebop & trigun are functionally similar pieces of media (melancholy 90s space western adult swim animanga) but trigun is like. you are lonely and permanently running from a past that is part of you that you can't escape and which continually haunts u and affects u in the present. (hopeful) (breaking the cycle) and cowboy bebop is like. you are lonely and permanently running from a past that is part of you that you can't escape and which continually haunts u and affects u in the present. (derogatory)(the past is alive and it is going to fucking GET you)

i need everyone to understand the poetry of curly turning a blind eye to anya’s suffering only to be robbed of his autonomy and voice as she was and then forced to observe jimmy’s crimes and the abuse of his own body

The MC of Honkai Star Rail ping pongs between “If I don’t commit to the bit I Will Die”, “Horrible little trash raccoon” and “Wuh? Huh?” energies like their life depends on it.

“i’m in kind of a weird mental place right now” i say, as if there are times when i am not in a weird mental place

you have to pretend to be a wizard sometimes, for your health. the obvious method is d&d, but you can also open the dishwasher on cold mornings and raise your arms dramatically as you're enveloped in the steam, or you can find a really good stick to walk around in the woods with, or you can run a bizarrely dedicated rp blog on tumblr. but it's an important component of human well being to occasionally pretend to be a wizard.

Shiso leaf bandaids

i am neither breaking the cycle nor continuing the loop but a secret third thing