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I could be working but nooooooooooooo
GAAAAAHHH>:[[[[ i wanted to make an digital fanart about the bonus scene where Gojo was trapped in the phone box(froma fanfiction:liar,liar by tojiscrack) BUTTTT my ibis paint crashed and …now all my artworks are gone 😀 ..YAYYY!!!
guess im now forced to draw traditional because im too lazy customising all my brushes and other shits😔
’why don’t you just talk to an adult-’ my parents still call me their daughter and this is after coming out/telling them my preferred pronouns are not she/her and telling them how shitty dysphoria me feel, my ex-therapist told me i was lacking in empathy and asked me to ‘just shelve’ any looking into adhd and said after i came out how i was ‘considering lesbianism’. I’ll talk to my similarly queer friends who have checked with me what nicknames make me feel dysphoric, who when i asked about adhd told me ‘yeah you are’ (correct btw) and who i feel safe talking too. Hope this clarifies!
((not gonna say it, not gonna say it))
(no, I'm gonna say)
I hate solving "problems" the topic, really I do...
{Çınar}
Okay, idea. Well, question.
Humans are known for repetitive behavior. Throughout history we see themes that persist to modern day. But my question has to do with objects that look like they glow, like.
A light hits something and it looks like it glows and we think "Oh this is a quest object" or "This guys gonna send me on a quest to get exactly 342 radishes" and shi like that but, like, what did people think in the olden days?
Were they walking around thinking "Yeah thats how lighteth w'rks" or were they like "Ah yes, this guys gonna sendeth me on a quest to collecteth exactly 342 radishes! ha! what excit'ment!" and they chortle along their way.
How did video game logic work without video games?
My problem with studying
Before I start here’s some background on me:
I love procrastinating
I have horrible anxiety
I am depressed
Now that’s out of the way here’s the problem, so I already don’t wanna do my work. After school my brain is fried from everything being crammed into my brain.
My anxiety is telling me “You have to study! If you don’t you’ll fail and everyone will hate you!”
But my depression is telling me “It doesn’t matter if you study, you’ll fail anyone and everyone already hates you.”
So I’m stuck in an endless cycle of battling myself until I break down crying and forcing myself to put what little energy I have left into homework/studying.
Best part is, I’m procrastinating right now.
It's really funny to me how people that kind of know me react to me saying my parents are getting a divorce:
Yknow, I always liked to joke about how I was always that one kid with a perfect home life and moderatly strict parents [which is actually good] that are also cool parents and they love eachother- and this is ironic because they're getting divorced now :]
It's drama time!
So I get on the bus with the eightish other highschoolers and vape chick starts going off on nickeldude for "stealing her seat again". She goes up to Tman[my awesome bus driver] tellin him to get nickeldude out of said seat. He says there's nothing he can do because we don't have assigned seats and it wouldn't be fair to just kick him out. Pretty reasonable, right? She sits in the seat in front of him and we're off to the middle school. End of altercation.
Or so it seemed.
We get to the middle/elementry school and right when we pull up she attempts to punch nickeldude in the face. Over the seat. Tman comes over and calmly says "this goes one of two ways, either you sit with him or you two work it out"
Should be over, right? Wrong.
Vape chick (keep in mind: she's seventeen) says "I'm going in the building" and leaves the bus. So now everyones like "are we gonna have to wait for her to stop throwing a tantrum or what?' And Tmans like "no we're gettin yall home; her mom can pick her up"
End of story? Never.
As we're leaving the assistant principal and the school police officer come onto the bus. The lady moves nickeldude into bus boy 1 and tibs seat behind me and the whole bus now has assigned seats. And you could tell the lady didn't like this but it was the least complicated choice. Vape chick then struts onto the bus, head held high, face red from crying and clames her seat.
This is the end- sike!
Im not sure what got her started but vape chick was standin up and prolly yellin to her seventh grade friends about how in the right she is idrc and terisa turtle bitch- in the right lane for once- tells her to shut up and sit down cuz no one cares. Vape chick then starts cussin her out and they go back and forth until she sits down.
It only gets worse? You guessed it!
She stands up again and starts goin of at terisa throwin as many insults she could think of callin her names and crap and then, in response to one of terisas' comebacks, says "why don't you come over here and make me sit down" and she goes "maybe i should" and she goes "pull up then" which I learned as of today means "lets throw hands".
Terisa doesn't even hesitate and stands up to plate at which point I attempt to intervene by standing up and repetativly shouting "YALL CHILLCHILLCHILLCHILL-" and Tman can see smts going on and I start waven at him like HELP COME GET THESE STUCK UP SPOILED BRATS and terisa ends up sitting up front. They're looking at the cameras tomorrow to see who cussed who out.
BUT WAIT- nah I'm kidding that's it.
In band today Mr Beam[yes im using code names] let everyone vent about yesterdays costume fiasco, and reasoning with us about how at the end of the day shes the boss and we have to do what she says and how we could have our parents or gardians join a board of education meeting to voice their feelings.
Near the end i pitched in something like "It feels like it shouldn't have been made an issue at all, and teens- it's nature for them to rebel-" "uh yeah ya think" " But half the school- anyone that could afford getting dresscoded and didn't have strict parents were inevitably gonna dress up and it seems like it ended up being more of a destraction than if everyone just dressed up in the first place." And he got real quiet for a second and than pointed at me and said "Now the way she just said that- that patient calm tone- that is the tone you should use if you go to one of the members of the board of education" I was screaming inside
Me and my sister sleedging: 😀😃
The ticking clock scene: 👁_👁 👁=👁
just watched s11 e10
AGGGGGGHHHHHH ME AND MY SISTER WERE SCEEAMING IN PURE GENUINE AGONY
Hey, yall, guess who got The Viiiid
When you drink soda and get 5% liquid 95% warm-spicy-air-fuzz
I haven't talked to them in a while maybe I should shoot them a message.
What if they don't wanna talk but will anyways cuz they're a nice person? you'll bother them.
What if you're just being clingy cuz they care about you? That's selfish.
They haven't messaged me.
What if they've never really WANTED to talk to you?
Maybe they don't wanna be bugged by you anymore.
Maybe they think you're ghosting them.
I'll wait for them to message me.
People that watched UA: I am in so much pain, it was so hard watching time tick by!
People that showed up late: I didn't get to watch it all, I missed my one shot!
People that learned about UA after it was gone: ...*that one sad song from Up starts playing*
Watching UA clips at the end of the month already anxious about the continuous pasage of time with the "Always half and never whole, you've become to feel like hoooooome" song stuck in your head hits like a fraight-train
Me: I don't need a therapist. Thanks to my MaDD I know alot about my actions and reactions that would normally take years of therapy to figure out so seeking a proffesional to conferm that would be a silly waste of money.
Also me, thinking I'm selfish for thinking: I don't deserve anything I'm a worthless waste of skin I wish everyone would forget about me I'm such a bad person I should leave my friends and not burden them I should just run away so no one would
I woke up randomly last night, wrote this, and went back to sleep.
Soooo
My mom is sending me and my sis to a church camp for next week- a whole six-and-a-half days- but.. half of my shirts are Supernatural shirts. And it's the middle of summer so I'm not alowd to where jackets.
We have to have both "play clothes" and clothes for service (whatever the fuck that is)
AND we need "shower shoes" like flip-flops.
YALL I DON'T OWN FLIP-FLOPS
So, time sensative question: whAT DO I DO-