I Have 4 Modes:

gonna take a break from all the teen titans art but for now here's some terra sketches

The taxi driver thinks I’m just a common passenger when in reality I got like 38 likes on my Tumblr post from people I don’t even know.

Bitch, please. Drive me with respect.

Here's a playlist of all the songs I was listening to while making I Don't Want to be a Magical Girl!

Ranges from songs that fit the themes, to songs that just fit the vibe or were what I was looking for when trying to figure out what I wanted for the ending song. Also some that just hyped me up to work on the project haha. Enjoy!!!

"Transautistic" You're not autistic.

"Transbpd" You don't have bpd.

"Transocd" You don't have ocd.

"Transadhd" You don't have adhd.

"Transhospitalized" You're not in the hospital.

"Transblind" You aren't blind.

"Transamputee" You aren't an amputee.

For fucks sakes stop roplaying into harmful stereotypes. You make it harder for the people who actually have the issue. Its disgusting.

You've changed, man. I don't know what it is but some time in the past six months your shitposting got a bitter edge to it. Sure you could blame the political climate or world events on it but...I dunno. I used to scroll your blog to momentarily escape the hardships of today but now it feels like even you're not a safe place any more. I wish you luck on your journeys onwards but I'm sorry to say I cannot travel with you any more. Be well, puki, and I hope whatever troubles you passes.

Escapism is important and I try to offer that to a degree, but ultimately, I am a person. I experience hardships, I empathize with the worsening conditions of my world. As long as I care about things external to myself, I will subtlety, or blatantly express them in some way, and have for years, not merely 6 months.

Unbeknownst to you, these concerns are often the inspiration for some of my most beloved posts.

You’re free to leave of course, if my 1 serious post out of every 30 fucks your day up that badly, then please, feel free! - I simply don’t see my blog as escapist fluff, it never has been, even if that is often the outcome. My page has always been about my interests, and I just so happen to enjoy making people laugh.

I see it more as a fun place to hang out and express the feelings I feel inclined to express, most of which are fun and goofy, some of which are not. I love our little playful back-and-forths, and I enjoy seeing your insights, even if some of you are fucking stupid as shit. Sometimes I just like using you guys as little guinea pigs, testing my odd expressions out on you, and sitting back and seeing the outcome.

Ultimately, I try to balance balance 3 things on my page:

Comedy, as you know - I like making jokes, I like testing them out on people. Even if they suck, I like writing them regardless. Sometimes I sit back after writing something I know objectively sucks, hit send, and watch as everyone tells me how much it sucks. It brings me joy.

A desire for money - because if not, I wouldn't be able to make posts half as often as I do (ie, shirt sales, promoting my music, etc) - Sometimes that anxiety for money also bleeds into my posts, it has for years; and I hold back from being even more desperate about money than I feel I should be sometimes.

And the point you brought up: The occasional comment on something real that matters to me. - Over the past 3 years, if not longer, I’ve made a few uncharacteristically-serious statements on things like Covid, Gaza, The Presidency, hell, even the indigenous people of Australia... and more.

Why do I feel inclined to discuss these things? Because I want to. My page has always been about what I want. Fortunately for you, what I usually want to do is to make you laugh! But sometimes I wish to express other feelings, because I have a platform that allows my voice to travel further than that of others!

For those angry at all the qualms I don't bring up, try to understand my balancing act, as someone who understands your desire for escapism and the comfort that it brings you. If the veil falls, remember, we are of like-company - - And maybe, this veil was only ever in your head to begin with.