Everyone is asleep and I'm sitting here and can't sleep from my disturbing thoughts, so I'll write them here, maybe it's familiar to someone:
1. I just turned 18 years old and just finished school, and I'm already working. At the same time I work with thoughts that I need to earn money to provide for myself, to help my parents, to make repairs in the apartment, to pay for my studies, to pay for my wants in the form of a new phone and tablet. This is all under the fact that no one is chasing me, no one is rushing me, and I chose the way to like a damn for what? A good life? I seem to have it now not bad, but ambitions in the form of "you can live better" make me spit on my health and work, work, work and work again.
I can't sit down and watch a movie on my day off because the anxiety of "you're wasting your time", "you should try harder", "you should succeed and that's why you have to work" starts. Because of this, on my only day off, instead of sitting quietly and watching a movie I've wanted to watch for a long time, I listen to it in the background because I'm doing other things: cleaning the apartment, painting, cooking, etc.
2. For the first time, I made a choice independent of my parents' opinion and wishes. I decided to go to college to be a designer and yes, I know that in this field of fucking competition, and I am a person that if you do something better than me, then well done, you are good. No, I'm not gonna give up my favorite thing that's been with me since I was a kid. I love to draw and I will continue to do it, but the fucking anxiety will scream in my head that I'm "not good enough", that I "need to try harder".
I know it's just stupid reaching and chasing the perfect result, but I can't get rid of it. It's like if I stop working, working hard every day, I'll break down.
All that saves me from depression is constant labor. Without it, I will feel useless, a "shame" that I didn't achieve my goals and meet my expectations.
It's a fucking vicious circle when you realize you're tired, but you can't stop working, because if you stop, your life will stop on the cross you put on yourself.
The One About Gentleness
Take 2 of this WIP
Okay, I got that person's post in my feed again ⬆️
And I have nothing against CodyWan, but I do have against Cody's grief for him alone.
Saw someone's post about Cody repainting his armor gray because of the loss of Obi Wan
Yes, the following may seem harsh to some, but that's my opinion.
Let's start with the fact that gray in Mandoloran language means mourning -> hence it's the sadness and pain of losing people dear to him, BUT it's not just Obi Wan and I even doubt Cody is more worried about him.
Cody lost many brothers during the war and afterward. His world came crashing down the moment of order 66. His brothers are thrown out like unwanted things from the military. They are nobodies in the eyes of others, just a used and broken thing to be thrown away.
He sees the chaos around him and the lawlessness that the Empire is doing on other planets under the false slogan of liberation. But back to his brothers: nobody needs them and the people who were able to protect them (Jedi) are "gone". There is no one to stand up for them and the army is already dominated by civilians rather than clones.
From episode 7 with Wolff, it becomes clear that according to the Empire's official documents, Rex is dead. Who will Cody be mourning for? Obi Wan? Most likely his younger brother, with whom they fought side by side throughout the war.
So, in my opinion, the gray colors on his armor signify mourning for his brothers, because they were the ones he loved, and they were the ones he lost. He lost those with whom he spent his childhood, training, war.
He was left alone with his pain and so the colors of the warm sunset became gray sadness.
not a follower but your video post came up on my dash, i scrolled through your account
how is your art racist ????
none of it looks racist at all ???
anyways your art looks nice!!
Oh, thank you so much! ☺️
Короче как и обещали
- Тараканы в доме есть?
- Нет, их пауки съели.
- У Вас пауки есть?
- Нет, их крысы съели.
- У Вас крысы есть?!
- Нет, их Энакин Скайуокер съел.
- А кто это?
- Забыл представиться.
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Мэйс Винду: напишите письмо человеку, который вас раздражает, а затем сожгите его.
Оби-Ван: хорошо, а с письмом что делать?
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Люк: ты что такая грустная?
Лея: с Ханом вот поссорились
Люк: да не переживай, у тебя таких ещё сто будет!
Лея: ещё сто?! господи блять за что
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сепаратисты перекрыли все выходы. Энакин вышел через вход.
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Эзра: а ты правда мандалорский знаешь?
Сабин: ну типа
Эзра: а скажи что-нибудь по-мандалорски!
Сабин: могу нахуй послать
Эзра: давай!
Сабин: иди нахуй
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Дуку ворвался в зал со словами:
- порублю твари!
твари испугались и скинулись по рублю
Inspired by episode 4 of season 3.
I tenderly and affectionately love Metro 2033-2035 because despite Glukhovsky getting lazy in the last book and writing a horrible ending, it's my love
Я нежно и ласково люблю "Метро 2033-2035", потому что, несмотря на то, что Глуховский поленился в последней книге и написал ужасную концовку, это моя любовь
Saw someone's post about Cody repainting his armor gray because of the loss of Obi Wan
Yes, the following may seem harsh to some, but that's my opinion.
Let's start with the fact that gray in Mandoloran language means mourning -> hence it's the sadness and pain of losing people dear to him, BUT it's not just Obi Wan and I even doubt Cody is more worried about him.
Cody lost many brothers during the war and afterward. His world came crashing down the moment of order 66. His brothers are thrown out like unwanted things from the military. They are nobodies in the eyes of others, just a used and broken thing to be thrown away.
He sees the chaos around him and the lawlessness that the Empire is doing on other planets under the false slogan of liberation. But back to his brothers: nobody needs them and the people who were able to protect them (Jedi) are "gone". There is no one to stand up for them and the army is already dominated by civilians rather than clones.
From episode 7 with Wolff, it becomes clear that according to the Empire's official documents, Rex is dead. Who will Cody be mourning for? Obi Wan? Most likely his younger brother, with whom they fought side by side throughout the war.
So, in my opinion, the gray colors on his armor signify mourning for his brothers, because they were the ones he loved, and they were the ones he lost. He lost those with whom he spent his childhood, training, war.
He was left alone with his pain and so the colors of the warm sunset became gray sadness.
As someone who has lied to themselves about "it's okay, I'm okay", I can say this. Your personality will never satisfy all the people on this planet and you don't have to please everyone. Pretending to blend in with the gray mass is the easiest path you can take, but be prepared that you, like most of the gray mass, will devalue yourself.
You don't have to pretend, even with your relatives. Yes, it takes strength, but every person has the strength to say: "I don't want this"; "I think about this"; "I like this".
People just need to accept the fact that there will always be those who will dislike them, and there will always be those who will accept us as we are. And to do that, you don't have to change yourself and your personality, adjusting it to fit others.
You are you, and you are an individual among many, but your personality can shine like a flame of fire, or go out in a sea of grayness. The choice is yours.
Anyone ever get tired of acting and playing a role all the time? Acting like you're gonna find a partner of the opposite gender one day and marry? Acting like you want to do some 9 to 5 job for the rest of your life? Coming up with excuses for why you don't drink, why you don't go to parties, why you don't want children? Tiptoeing through conversations, careful not to upset anyone and their invisible preferences they believe are universal? Pretending you're fine, pretending you never have experienced trauma or mental illness, pretending your apartment is always clean and you always have everything together. Pretending you have "normal" interests. Lying to people. Every day, wherever you go. Lying to your colleagues, to your parents, to your family. Knowing that telling the truth would be even worse, if anyone would even believe you. I'm tired of this bullshit.
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