Just an artist of all kinds (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻Also a little mentally ill <3
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There’s so much to unpack here:
Pack of Beakers
Goth Beaker
The Beaker snitching and pointing out the photographer
The Beaker that’s about to unload on the photographer
The terminator strut before the ass whooping and you know he’s moving at speed because of the blur
The ominous feeling that you know this is 3 in the morning
what the fuck was this direct
NightPlanner
Basic bitch default nightwing right here lmao
You will be randomly assigned a NightWing name. Spin this wheel for your prefix (first part of your name) and then spin this wheel for your suffix (second part of your name).
(I got the name Marveladvisor... It's tolerable)
Currently imagining the bad thoughts as shitty bad news articles. They just exist to fear monger and to get interactions and to spread awful energy because we’re drawn to that stuff. But we don’t have to read them; we can just read the title and move on.
The bad thoughts don’t need to be dwelled upon, the same way I don’t have to read the whole article about some tragedy.
My sister’s cat has decided it is dinner time and I’m home alone with him. He’s not allowed dinner for another hour. He’s sitting a foot away from my face and, every 10 seconds, he reaches out with a paw to press on my forehead for a second.
He’s so cute man.
Screaming, crying, throwing up. Waking up to Deltarune chapters 1-4 release date and Silksong 2025 confirmed by Nintendo. This is insane.
This is SO COOL
First drawing in Clip studio! really liking how it feels to draw but i'm still getting used to the UI.
I like to think that poorer mudwing homes would just slowly merge into a apartment style building with winding hallways, while richer mudwing homes have a planned layout and A LOT of painting on the outside to show off.
My roommate doesn’t want to keep our friendship up right now. They said that we each need our own space to work things out.
I am currently at the worst spot I have ever been mentally, to the point where I’ve been hospitalized, and he is just up and leaving.
I’ve texted them fun things, things I’m thinking, just to have some reason to talk to him but he doesn’t respond to more than half of the things I send. And when I told him that I was hurting and feeling ignored because of him not responding, they told me to think about myself right now and to work on getting better myself before pushing me off to go tell my family and get support from them instead.
I don’t want to talk to my family or tell them that I’m here. That seems like the worst thing I could possibly do right now.
Like usually I just get fucking hysterical and stupid and emotional and say dumb shit. I told them I wouldn’t tell my family cause I’m just a fucking failure. He gave me a better option to tell them I have been battling clinical depression to the point that I’ve been hospitalized. I just said no.
He turned on me and told me that he’d need my mom’s and sister’s phone number since he’s my emergency contact. And because I’m an idiot I told him to fuck off.
40 minutes later he sent me a long message saying that I do not get to speak to them like that and that he will be finding a way to contact my sister no matter what. He won’t be contacting my mom. They left of saying that we need some space from each other for both of our sakes.
I hate myself.
All I do is make mistake after mistake repeatedly and lose people I care about because of it. Not like they fucking care in the first place I guess.
And it’s not like this stupid fucking place is helping either. One hour a day with a psychiatrist. Please. You think that’s gonna do anything. There’s so much shit going on in my brain that not is going to happen while I’m here if you never send anyone to actually talk to me. People just fucking check to make sure I’m alive and not actually trying to die.
Fuck this. I want to go home. Curl up in my bed and die.
making some kind of connection here
Spelling mistakes in my doctor prescribed hand outs? Never!
Though I am glad for the information that “The arms of the tringle are connect.” This is very useful.
A lovely nurse just asked if it was alright to keep my door open a little bit because it squeaks so much (though not like the door latches at all anyway lol) and I then learned the fact that the night shift checks on us every 30 minutes so that’s cool. Way more often than I thought and I’ve spent 2 nights here already lol.
Trying to have a normal chat with your friend on the phone because you’re in the psych ward and want company but they live in uni dorms. 🚒
THERE IS NO DELTARUNE
THERE IS NO SILKSONG
AND THERE IS NO QUEEN OF ENGLAND
They changed the meds my doctor gave me to help sleep two weeks ago because apparently one of the side effects of it is more vivid dreams which I already struggled with. Cause of it though, I slept like shit last night and woke up at 4 in the morning. I missed dinner because I fell asleep at 2 and didn’t wake up until 6…
I opened it! (Barely… but I did it!)
I’m being bullied by the chocolate pudding cup. The little pull tab thing broke off and I’m not sure if plastic utensil is strong enough to stab it.
Did something dumb with my food and nearly dropped my sandwich. Then proceeded to call myself crazy in my head before immediately remembering where I actively am. 😐
I’m being bullied by the chocolate pudding cup. The little pull tab thing broke off and I’m not sure if plastic utensil is strong enough to stab it.