Me Listening To The Same Song On Repeat So I Can Perfect Every Frame Of An Animation I’ll Never Make-

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a haiku that I have thought of

"We can get rid of - all of the bots except our - perfect haiku bot"

small guide to my emoticon usage

that is NOT how you respond to a hangout offer, shadow what is the matter with you

i really need to stop saying everything that pops into my head

This is almost my dog. Mika just drops golfballs and does sick parkour on the couches to get it mid-air and drops it again.

Sadly she doesn’t understand fetch, she just plays solo

Request: Narinder playing with a ball of yarn?

Tell me when you get bored. A story about doses. [x]

I posted this on twitter and had a variety of aggressive ableism thrown my way.

This is a story about changing what I can in spite of what I cannot for the comfort of my loved ones. The thing that others find to be hurtful about me is that I like to spend time in silent solitude. People who love me often feel hurt that I tend to solve my own problems instead of leaning on them.

When we spend too much time together, people find my neutrality to be concerning, and it becomes too much for people to be unable to read me.

To show the people I love that I enjoy their company in ways they can understand, I pool my energy together to be high-energy, peppy, and social. Since this is not my natural state of being, it takes effort, which can only be expended in small doses. I amplify the things people like in me while filtering out everything they dislike about me when I am in their company.

I change my behaviors for those I love, but at the end of the day, I cannot change my neutral state of being, which is the thing that they want most out of me.

This is a story about me accommodating people in the best way I know how, not the other way around. I would truly appreciate it if people don't misconstrue this anecdote as me asking for dismissal of hurtful behavior when in reality, people find hurt in the fact that I simply exist, and I must change for them.

"Crowley wants to be a house husband." "Crowley wants to be a house wife." Nope.

Crowley wants to be a house cat. He just wants to lie in the sun and knock your water glass off the desk.

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Be careful of Asexuals y'all, I heard they aren't fucking around