Its Sad - Blog Posts
Simping time >:) (I'll post the finished version if it turns out good :>)
So I finished it.
It's 11:41 pm where I am. I have school tomorrow.
I am devastated.
This is the end.
I still remember the day I bought These Violent Delights, and now it's all over.
Silly old Tacomic art that I did to practice my gjinka color pallets
Original image under cut
The urge to adopt several pets and name them after the Batfamily pets (specifically the animals that are the same like the comics, creating the characters in real life) is so strong.
Unfortunately, I don't think I'll ever find a dragon bat to call him Goliath :(
I want Goliath so bad.
Also forget naming your human kids after characters, I plan to name my pets after fictional characters.
I love this fandom, but I do not love this fandom lmao
People can be so toxic, and it’s always about ships. Obviously, this isn’t exclusive to the Invader Zim fandom, but I see it a lot here. A lot. It’s made so many people leave the platform because of the unnecessary discourse. So many artists have been bullied off of Tumblr or this hell-fandom has made people dislike their IZ interest in general, anymore. Just let people make art, man. They aren’t hurting anyone.
I also find it a bit odd that it’s always ZADR getting hate on. Any ship involving Zim, really. Why don’t people put the same energy into TAGR? (To clarify; I don’t think either ship should be hated on. I just find it rather odd that I really only see ZADR trashed.) People will always try to make the argument, “Well, Dib is a child. Zim isn’t.” Who says? Jhonen? The known troll? I don’t take his word for fact, to be honest.
It’s pretty obvious in the series (show, comics, and movie) that Zim is portrayed to be child-like. It would be weird (and not the type of fun-weird that’s regularly in the series) if he was an adult. It wouldn’t make much sense. Leave the funny little spacebug be.
I don’t know, it just majorly irks me (pun half intended). Sorry for the little rant.
Edit after months: Also, there is an old magazine that stated Zim is a child. Behold.
All tenagers are a Hazard 49 clasifacation
The truth hurts, don't it
Changed the lyrics a bit.
The boi has been waiting for his father to see him, and for friends to see him. He waited in vain for Rapunzel to come when he needed her.
First post ever!
If someone can tell me how to make good collages that would be fantastic!
do yall ever receive texts and low-key wanna say 'cool but I don't care rn'. Like. Not in the mean way. you're just so tired of life and just don't wanna respond to them, but you feel like you have to and saying that you don't wanna respond feels like a crime? like you don't wanna make them feel bad but you're just. Too tired. Of everything.
Me when I see that someone texted me "you are gorgeous" :
:D
Me when I click on it and realise that it's a chain letter:
D:
Thats literally my life right now ngl
see, I turn silent during sex. my voice buries itself in my throat like a messy bloodclot. how could I be anything other than passive anyway? anything other than silent? my abuser carries my voice around like his souvenir, has split my body in two and took one half with him. left me with skin I don’t recognise, a body that still mistakes warmth for war. i turn silent during sex. let his hands paint orchids on my neck, let his fingers climb up me in search of my secrets, let his body into mine until I have nowhere to put the bad memories. this body isn’t mine. I don’t think it ever will be.
I feel sad sometimes, for no apparent reason and when people ask me why I'm sad, I get angry. Not because they frustrate me but because I don't have an answer. I don't know why I get sad, why my heart starts longing for things I no longer have, why I constantly want things that may not want me, why I wished I could go back in time to a specific moment... Then, there's always this thought that by altering one moment in the past, you could possibly change the entirety of the future. And what if that future turned into something far worse than all that I've been through, what if it brings more pain and sadness than everything I have already been wounded by? What if it resumes from where I've undone, then I'd have to painstakingly go through every moment and try to be better than before but I might just make it all worse. What if I try to undo one by pushing another force into momentum that takes refuge in my life, one I most likely may not endure? So I sit there sadly, sometimes angry, but silently, contemplating all that could have been, all that would be and all that I'll never be able to undo but just live with. I'm sad and sometimes I cannot explain it...
© Raina Rose.
everyday I struggle to believe that the ENTIRE RR series took place over like, half a year. she’s thirteen at the start. she’s thirteen at the end. what the fuck.
the amount of pure trauma experienced in such a short span of time I just-
