Oh Shit My Halloween Costume I Didn't Finish Last Year

Really my aesthetic is just

and

I have now officially used tumblr (and YouTube comment sections) to build up my self confidence. I'm now half way between a cuck and a god, there is no better way to exist than now.

I love the fact that I’m using this cesspool of chaos and showers to build up my self confidence. 

Edgar Allan Poe

Does tumblr have a similar stigma about

*scrolls through your blog, liking everything*

As most other social medias sites?

You know what, no one can stop me from going on someone's account and liking hundreds of posts and then never seeing them again. You can't stop me, and you won't.

Doing some homework

I'm feeling good about myself today, so here's somethings I've done;

I made some tasty food, though I only have one picture to show I also made some bread today which was delicious.

I painted the album cover for "hot shot" by Shaggy, I'm very happy with how it turned out and I'm really glad I traced his face to get it right.

I got back into working out

I did homework, it's not like it was hard but it's still an accomplishment

I finished an anime and I'm excited for the next season

I finally finished watching the Les Miserables stage concert, the movie is musically terrible but the stage concert sounded very good.

I did laundry, I've been ignoring my laundry a bit recently and it got out of hand.

HAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAAHAHAA

People are scared of a lot of things, heights, needles, the dark. I'm sacred of a lot of things too. When I was a kid I was really scared of spiders, I scream and run from them anytime I even heard the word. But if I see I spider now, I won't even jump, unless they're right next to me, then I might back up. The reason I'm not scared of them as much is the fact that, spiders are my friends. I'm still cautious around them, as much as I would be if I was a giant around people's houses. Or if they can hurt me. But I'm not very scared of them anymore. Someone I still get nervous around is things that have gone bad, mostly food that's gone bad. Because there's sometimes fungus on it, and they can hurt me. But it helps calm me down if I call that mold on my tomato a friend. A friend, but certainly an unwelcome guest. It makes me less nervous putting them in the compost when I say "bye-bye" to them as I leave. It doesn't get rid of fear entirely. I don't expect it to, but it helps me understand them. The spider on my lamp was just looking for a warm spot to stay for the winter, that mold on the tomato was just decomposing it. They are just doing what they do. They both have a place in this world, screaming won't make them go away, and it won't solve any problems we'd have if they weren't here. Spiders eat and are eaten by others, they are part of a big circle, and fungus is part of that too, helping jumpstart life with fertile ground, and sometimes we get tasty mushrooms! All things are friends because they have a place in my world.

but ticks can fucking eat shit and die

My inspirations for making all my stories:

I'm doing an action and that action could be a story!

I'm listening to a song and that song could be a story!

I'm feeling an emotion and that emotion could be a story!

I'm copeing using escapism!

I like this story and can't get it out of my head!

I have an issues with this story and want to fix it!

I can't sleep!