He Harrumphed Softly, Sitting Down On The Crinkle Crankle Wall And Crossing His Arms.

My brain: hoe don’t do it

Me: *makes another au*

My brain: oh my god

running water is underappreciated and it should stop being underappreciated

Related: Albuquerque is also providing mobile showers to the homeless — and they’re doing it in a wonderfully sustainable way.

sometimes the only ‘feeling’ I have corresponds to the picture of my baby brother crying at blue coloured paper

so, here’s some bad news. earlier today I went to join my online classes. Normal, right? Totally normal thing to do on a school day. Except there was no update what so ever and I started to get worried. Then I found out all my other classmates got updated. I thought ‘Hey, maybe its a technical error,’ and Private Messaged my teacher so tell her that I couldn’t get access to the lesson. Then she laid down the news. I’m no longer able to join online classes until my family has paid the overdue fees. A few minutes ago I got a text from a different teacher, also stating the same. If my father - the only working adult in my family, my mom is a stay at home mom - cannot come up with enough cash to pay the fees, then that’s done. Granted, I have faith that my dad will be able to come up with something. He’s the most resourceful, hardworking and family oriented man I know. I respect him and I trust him fully. But I also love him, and I hate the sight of him coming back home every day so tired. And I hate the fact that I can do nothing about it. Except, hey, maybe I can. I don’t mean to sound like a broken record, but I still have commissions open. I have my patreon link which I’ll put at the bottom of this post. Look, I know I probably can’t even do much. But I want to do something. I want to help contribute to my own education. Anything. And I mean, even then, please don’t feel too pressured. If you’re already planning on giving something to someone who’s life is worse - which I’m sure there are plenty - then please give it to them first. I won’t die, I won’t go hungry (hopefully) and I’m sure it’ll all blow over. But I still want to do something. Anything, if I can. That’s why I’m making this post. Thank you for reading this far. I truly, tremendously appreciate even sticking around. Thank you. Ily. https://www.patreon.com/modernscrib3

literally how are you supposed to reach the end of the rainbow this way-

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how other people see my enthusiasm in writing fics: passion

how it really is:

TRYING TO PROVE SOMETHING

Reblog if you think pansexuals and bisexuals can coexist and support each other!

I'm tired of hearing people argue that pansexuals are biphobic or transphobic. I'm tired of hearing that bisexuals are panphobic. I'm tired of hearing that my sexuality exists only to erase another. Aren't you?

All my progress will be halted. I am taking a break. My cat just got back from surgery.

All my energy will now be focused on her.

For you lot who got excited for the next chapter of 'what he would've wanted', sorry :(

you’re all valid and you’re allowed to cry and its okay, you’re okay

Yo if you’re a boy with mental illness, a boy with disabilities, a boy who is/was an abuse victim, a boy who has an ED, a boy with trauma, I need you to know that you are not a burden, that you don’t need to “harden up”, that you are very brave, and that you shouldn’t just have to “get over it”.