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.
yuki from vampire knight🦇🥀🗡️
Microdosing polyamory by dating a system
like why is the vague shadowy guy who can comprehend the more nuanced shit i can't think about in my brain suddenly more social now that he looks like and talks like dirk strider?
but i guess it's what i need right now.
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.
oh, ok *smokes enough weed to forget who i am*
Tumblr, Pinterest and Spotify are portals that lead me further inside my own head, to a world of my own making.
sometimes you just have to let yourself be a bit neurodivergent.
i hate going out, it gives me a lot of anxiety and sensory input that i dont like, and i am often forced to talk to people.
so i do this thing on more difficult days, or sometimes just for fun, where i "bring a fictional character with me". i walk and imagine Fictional Character walking next to me. they talk to me, reassure me, hype me up, whatever i need them to do.
today dean winchester came christmas shopping with me. he went over the list with me of stuff i needed to get, told me i was doing a good job every time i finished in a certain shop, reminded me to take a deep breath when i got a little overwhelmed.
and yea. its kinda silly. and i know its just me talking to myself in a different voice, but it Works! especially since all of my special interests/hyperfixations tend to be tv/movie related.
so do what you gotta do to Get Shit Done. stop holding yourself to neurotypical standards. if you need Fictional Character to tell you you're doing a good job, do it! if you need Favourite Singer to walk you to school, do it! yea it might feel silly but you're literally fighting against your own brain to get stuff done every single day. you can have a little self indulgent daydream, as a treat.
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
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.
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97'. they/them. queer and disordered. here for a bit of a cry, and not much else.
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