mkay so i may have accidentally left my puppet mask I made for Halloween like 2 years ago by my humidifier for a few hours, but honestly the result is pretty cool
i have exams soon but all i can think about is thag quiet and slow affection tyler starts showing the narrator, very cautiously, as if revealing too much at once would cause the world to erupt under his feet, forever taking him into the depth of the universe.
will tyler ever know of a world where his feelings, whichever they might be, are not the calling of the devil? will he ever be made aware of a world where he does not need to associate his deepest most true feelings to everlasting and deserved violence?
and will the narrator ever learn to stop projecting these so-called impure and self-depricating thoughts onto an imaginary friend, making him bear the burden of feelings too heavy to carry?
i'm on a medication that is barely helping and i'm still having seizures almost every other day. finally had a grand mal the other day and i'm still hurting from it.
i don't have health insurance but i have to see a neurologist otherwise my condition is going to continue to deteriorate until it kills me if nothing is done
please. please it's alot but if 500 people send 10 bucks that meets our goal. anything at all helps. im begging for my life here it has to happen. i'm scared of going to sleep & i can barely do anything anymore even if i want to this is a fucking shitty way to go im only 24
just a little school doodle
(Ignore how bad the quality is)
being a fan of a character is sometimes “look at how complex he is. he’s so intricate and his story is so tragic and he’s so much more complicated than people give him credit for” and sometimes it’s like “haha look at this failure of a person. I wanna throw him off a cliff and see what happens”
she fight on my dick till I club (I gave up like halfway through this lmao)
I don’t even care if it’s macaroni, ramen or those little bowls you stick in the microwave. Please, I need reassurance that most of the population on tumblr WOULDN’T STARVE TO DEATH if their parents couldn’t fix them food or they couldn’t go out to eat.
tired ford please give me strength for groceries
hi I just want to say thank you for all your trans pines stuff. Saw my chest in the mirror today and for the first time in my entire life, instead of feeling awful and dysphoric about it, I just thought “I’m just like stan pines for real”
That's what we in the business call "royalties" you know.
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Sleep all day, party all night <3
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omnisexual transmasc enby and questioning demiromantic they/hecall me moss if ya want I post art sometimes but am mostly just here to look at my scrukles :]
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