When It's 6 Am, You Haven't Slept, You Have A "new" Jacket, And You Look Cute

Two things rn.

Earlier today I had an appointment with a psychiatrist that works for my therapist. The appointment lasted 2 hours, at the end of which he gave me a prescription for Prozac, which I've decided to start tomorrow.

I know from experience that dying your hair with kool-aid is great if you want really bright hair until the end of time sooo... I've been thinking about dyeing my hair a rainbow, which would be awesome and I really wanna do it!

TL;DR: I'm going to start Prozac tomorrow and I wanna dye my hair a rainbow using kool-aid.

New OCs, because: FUCK.

So I made two -very unoriginal- characters named Dev and Angie.

Angie is an angel that's perpetually tired and couldn't give less of a fuck about following rules and just kinda, randomly does miracles for no fucking reason other then they felt like it.

And then Dev is a demon that's always pissed, but that's because they're a stickler for rules and wants to get their wings back by teaming up with Angie.

Cue hijinks.

Me: *has a GI stomach bug,aka:is sick*

Dad: have you fed the rabbits?

Me: no, I've been throwing up and my body aches, and I don't want to move.

Dad: well you better go see how many of them are dead, then.

Me, internally: it's only been two days? I'm sick?? Why is that no one else can do it??? Literally, you can do it???? IM SICK?????

At home and at my sister's apartment, I never have any style🌻🐢🕶 I got these sunglasses at target

Went to Target: saw two different pretty girls with dyed red hair and ranted about how I wanted to tell them they're pretty but was too nervous, saw 4 other pretty girls and did the same thing, our cashier was a pretty girl with black hair and facial piercings and my nephew smiled at her to I remarked on him whilst referring to her as a pretty girl and ranted about how I hope she noticed as we left.

Then I went to Gamestop where I saw more pretty girls and talked about pretty girls and Pokemon.

Moral: I was super gay today.

I, uh, drew some gays. @twilyyyy have some gays.

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in light of recent events as well as a new rise in creating nazi ocs I think this post is an important one to have on your blog if you stand behind your jewish followers or are jewish yourself.

*slams through David's bedroom door* WANNA GO ON A F-CKIN ADVENTURE??? WERE GONNA GET T R A U M A T I Z E D!!

I'm lying.

To you,

To myself,

Maybe everybody...

What if I'm lying to myself?

What if everything I am isn't true?

What if I'm just acting?

What if I don't really love you?

What if it doesn't matter-

How badly I want to?

What if I'm a liar?

And don't even belong here?

What if I'm wrong?

And have been tricking everyone?

What if I've been manipulative?

And stringing everyone along?

What if all that I am-

Isn't even real?

What if I'm just fooling you?

And that isn't how I feel?

What if I've been grasping-

At something that isn't there?

What if I've been faking?

And I don't really care?

Cause zoning out

And talking loud

Are all that seems to fit.

What if that's why being gay

And being scared

And being nice

And being aware

And trying to be kind

Never really made sense

When I'm just going to die.

And I thought writing this would

Make me feel a little better

But inside it feels like peeling off

Almost every layer

And finding nothing inside

Of me

But a skeleton, blood, and guts

What if I'm just a liar?

And that's all I ever was?

Because I can't do this by my own renown

And saying I'm not gay

Feels like I'm letting myself down.

Feels like greeting a stranger.

Feels like the opposite

Of letting everyone I care about

D

O

W

N.

And what if that's who I should be?

What's if unlike me-

That's who they should see!

Perfect

Perfect

Perfect

Don't let anybody down-

You have to hate yourself to be happy!

While just wearing a frown

I feel myself getting down

From this pedestal I built

Maybe this-

A liar

A fake

A disappointment

A mistake

What if...

What if that's all that I can hope to me?

I just hope I won't get worse.

Kid always looks both ways before crossing and tries to keep people out of the road... i- am sad.