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reblog to give an angelkin their wings

changed dividers 4 the vibes

shout out to selfshippers who have lore with their f/o , but it’s just like . oh yeah that happened once . and none of it is connected or makes any sense ; it’s all just spontaneous . because me too

rapidly turning up the volume as a song fades out. get back here

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

hi guys i've decided to revisit tumblr and make a post again because social anxiety is stupid and the internet is mean but it's not worth avoiding people just because ur scared of getting judged for literally anything. you can't live your life hiding yourself because of constant fear of judgement and i know it all too well. i know tumblr is one of the only social media sites anyone can be themselves on anymore so i have retreated back to tumblr. so hi hello how has the hellsite been

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cable management is the final boss.

This isn’t what I usually post, but I wanted to draw ENA for my friend and to get a bit more experience with 3D and drawing straight lines. I’m pretty happy with how it turned out.

Seriously, if you like my art, please reblog it! Some of these drawings take me a long time and they still get little to no reblogs. Even if you don’t have anything to say, reblogging is so much better than liking and helps artists a lot.

This is for all the folly likers out there