Is This Worth It Chat (2)

Sometimes you just need to sit down and turn right

im eepy. gives you 2021 oc

looking through my old art i guess !!!1

so. i found images from. i dont really know when but i found them in a discord server i havent interacted in for pretty long !!! and i wanted to share it with you. so

yeah i guess thats fine. thats ok. thats silly.

oh thats. good >!

OH THATS. GOOD. I THINK. i dont think i can top that

oh look at her ! this tops

2021: im gonna do this cool mother+pokemon au where they're in an unknown place, slightly inspired by a "killing game", where everyone is a SLIGHTLY different version of their canon, with diferent names and appearance, and personality too!!

2025: im gonna do this cool rhythm heaven au where they're in an unknown place, slightly inspired by a "killing game", where everyone is a VERRRY different version of their canon, with different names and appearance, and personality too!!

i dont quite see the difference now

no i dont post to be relevant or relatable. of course being obsessed to a little pingpong rectangly guy or the tophat briish deadlovedones trauma man isnt fun and quirky. of course no one wants to listen to me talk about my ocs if they followed me for silly layton stuff. but. like. if someone does im totally fine with it please do

this is my idea of a tidy desk btw

People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.

I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.

I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.

There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me

i'm r. r is for right. and rhythm

i fele so happy i foubd a (fandom )fanfic i reallyly llikke mannnnnnnn!!!!!! last chapter april. oh. last last chapter 2024???? this is NOT lookijmg good LAST CHAPTER IM READING??? I MUST ENJOY THIS!