Hey guys! I’ve submitted a design to the We Love Fine t-shirt design contest! If it wins, I get to be considered to be a permanent artist on the Mighty Fine team which would be A REALLY HUGE BOON. Please help me out by rating my design! You only have to do it once and it’d mean the world to me!
Also so would reblogging this so that more people can see it! Seriously, it would be a HUGE favor.
This is a shout-out on behalf of a friend of mine, who is a phenomenal artist.
So I’m looking at getting a pet for my birthday. The leading candidates are bunny and ferret. Thoughts?
Reblog this if you would ACTUALLY care if I or any of your followers committed suicide
I had a nightmare tonight, before I wrote my previous post.
I dreamed that some of the unfriendly behavior by those who should be friends started getting out of hand and I was left alone and broken, worthless and unwanted, called all sorts of things behind my back and mocked openly. It was too much for me. My heart broke and in one last act of blinded love I ended my own life to tell the world it didn’t need to remember me or worry about me or feel burdened by me any longer. But that isn’t the nightmare.
The nightmare was I saw what happened after my death.
I saw my mother, brother, father, and step-father crying and wailing, sitting silently in the days after and not able to look each other in the eyes.
I saw those who loved me find a suicide note explaining why I felt the way I did and those who could be credited with my mistreatment. They sensationalized the story and it spread across the news like wildfire.
I saw my closest friends grow colder and grayer, some simply becoming depressed, others turning to full-fledged alcoholism, some being mentally broken…some of them never recovered.
I saw great sadness, great anger, communities divided and fighting one another. I saw some of the guilty be destroyed and some getting away, none to make things right ever again.
I don’t know which is worse: wanting to be gone for my own release or wanting to live solely for everyone else’s benefit.
For those of you following me, you may or may not know that I’ve been battling for my life against Major Depression and Anxiety. Every one of you should know the good news and the bad news.
The good news is that I’m doing significantly better now than I was three months ago.
The bad news is that I’m still not out of the woods. I could still be dead at a given moment.
A lot of people have been there for me when I haven’t deserved it. A lot of people have held me and uplifted me and given me comfort when I should have been left to weep in a bundle on the ground. I struggle to know my worth and I suspect I am less than the dust of the earth, and yet somehow many of you are still loving and supportive beyond any logical reason.
I still don’t know if I’ll win. There are days, even now, where I want to fall asleep and never wake up again. If it wasn’t for the love many of you have given me I would already be dead. So just in case I don’t win against this…
…I love you all.
me trying to read fanfiction
‘she tripped, but a pair of strong arms grabbed hold of her from behind before she hit the floor’
‘…she tilted her head back to look into his eyes, enjoying the feel of his warm arms wrapped around her torso’
‘…her hands intertwined behind his neck as their lips met’
‘…she wrapped her legs around his waist as
I am totally guilty of this in RP but it’s hilarious every damn time.
This is why it is very important to include all actions in writing or RP. (BTW Pixel, you’re totes fun.)
I don't know what you're going through, but don't give up. We're rooting for you.
For those who are unaware: I recently took a three-day trip into the nearby hospital on account of a negative reaction to my medication at the prescribed dosage. I’m alright now, but I am a bit slow on the uptake. For those of you who pray, please do so. For those who don’t, think fondly of me when you can.
Dragon daddy who loves his baby.
This is very, very sweet. The real question is: who am *I* in this scenario? :O