"you Are One Of Gods Strongest Soldiers" I Say, Not Even Believing In Either Of Those Institutions

I enjoy posting about worrying things in the middle of the night because there is a none 0 chance that either my gf or one of my friends will see it. And if they don’t see it right after I post it they’ll sure see it in the morning when they check tumblr. They may or may not bring it up and I may or may not have to come to the terms that having a staring contest with a hallucination isn’t healthy and I should probably go out to the living room where my brother is playing video games so he can help ground me and drag me back to reality. But he’s sick and I have schoolwork.

(If any of you guys see this I promise I’m probably fine I’m having my mom ask about therapy at my med check on the 20th)

This is cinema actually

Why do we as a society keep coming back to sex jokes?

Penis blast hilarious

Sorry I don’t go to bed with curlers in my hair and cream on my face?

guys hot uquiz was just discovered but I'm taking it about 100 yrs too late. anyways everyone share how wifeable you are.

THE WIFE RATING SCALE 1929

The sonadow game.

Everybody always so bold when dunking from the other parallel dimension 😔

"Redraw tumblr post" time of the year again, based on this one specifically that i found weeks ago but I needed to do something with it hfgjdh (with the original post being on tiktok). I just love canon Blaze being absolutely ass at cooking💜

Stop giving it money

Having schizophrenia but being aware of when I’m hallucinating is such a fucking trip because just because I know I’m hallucinating doesn’t make the hallucinations any less horrifying.

The faces in the hydrangea bushes still make me sprint the rest of the way to my door. The calls, and whistles, and whispers still having my turning my headphones all the way up.

And currently the man standing in front of my bedroom door staring both directly into my soul and yet 1000 years away still makes me fear for my life as he would if he were real. But he isn’t, and I know he would either dissipate as I got closer to him or I would simply be able to reach though him and open the door if I so wished. But in my mind and in my heart I feel like if I tried to get up to go upstairs that he would stand, staring, his body and unmoving object in my path that I could do nothing about.

I know he is not real, but still he is there, and still I am scared.

(15 fps voice) i’m going to line-boil every frame

rahhhhhhghhg i would like to finish it but i must go to work now

they are like silly cats to me