Sometimes You Just Have To Let Yourself Be A Bit Neurodivergent.

yuki from vampire knight🦇🥀🗡️

FURTHERMORE why is "karkat" suddenly a pioneer for domestic chores? how did i get sucked into the most boring game of chicken??

rereading homestuck for the first time since i was 16 and now my mental landscape (headspace? idk we just call it da narrative) has changed drastically. i think? actually it feels like it shed some light onto the more obscure corners and returned language to me.

the effects from the epilogues and BC are astounding though.

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but please don’t break promises you make to yourself just because it’s you the promise is being made to. You told yourself you’d go on a walk with tomorrow morning? Do it. You said you’d set more consistent with your skincare routine? Make it happen. You promised yourself you would work on establishing boundaries regardless of who’s on the other side of them? Follow through with that. Don’t wake up the next day and go “well I don’t HAVE to do this” “it wouldn’t hurt to postpone this” “this isn’t a big deal” because it literally is. Every promise broken is another nail in the coffin of your self-actualization. It’s another major roadblock to developing healthy self-love and self-respect. Weigh promises you’ve made to yourself the same way you would weigh promises you’ve made to others.

the story of kfc fucks me up man. the colonel founded this gas station that expanded to restaurant, the chicken at the restaurant gets popular, makes KFC, it gets big and he sells it to a corporation for a lot of money. realizes he got sorta scammed out of the true worth of kfc so tries to get more money and they refuse and the courts side against him. then he starts a new chicken restaurant claiming the corporate people were not making chicken to his standards and kfc sued him because kfc owned the colonel's likeness and the courts agreed. a corporation owned this man's name and appearance. he wasnt allowed to use either, thus legally erasing his reputation making it harder for him to get taken seriously in any food venture. the man, to the day he died, was going into kfc's and throwing fits because the food had fallen into such bad shape he hated it was associated with him. and it's like, whether he's a bad man or a good man or whatever, a corporation owned his identity, stopped him from using his reputation and identity in other businesses, and refused to acknowledge his outrage that they changed his recipes and still attributed it to him. this is literally the obnoxious plot of a jay and silent bob movie, but it was this dude's real life. what the fuck.

a little comic(?) about holding back & being trans online

CG: I’M 6 SWEEPS OLD NOW, AND I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT!

he’s such an edgy teen…

(psst it’s transparent)

u heard da man

controversial writing tip

open a document and start writing

need to become a guy who exclusively does evil commissions. like this

WILL DRAW ✓ mecha ✓ gore ✓ furry ✓ nsfw

WILL NOT DRAW X ocs X fanart X simple backgrounds

Me, picking at some moldy brownies: I bet I could scrape the gross parts off and—

Food safety angel on my shoulder: No! You could still get sick! The spores extend past the visible mold parts!

Me: I mean, probably not that sick.

A second food safety angel (this one is wearing a double-breasted Victorian naval peacoat), gently pushing the first angel aside: Expired food can give you BOTULISM, which is what killed the fictionalized version of James Fitzjames in the 2018 miniseries the terror.

Me, so caught up in pity for JFJ’s death I utterly forget that botulinum toxin is produced by anaerobic bacteria, not molds: Oh shit! I better not mess around with—

Second food safety angel, tearfully: Frauncis… God wants you to live.