online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.
”oh you poor thing! Your disability is so sad. How do you keep going?”
haha lol that’s what she said
Zuko (an empath): there's something off about her. I can't explain it, but she's slipping
Literally Azula:
love writing. writing is awesome. it’s a shame that it involves writing though
I tried to scroll past this. I really did
Do NOT. Do not. DO NOT buy fake leather
Pirate everything. Burn cds. Fight the cloud
PHYSICAL MEDIA
Tip food service workers crazy style
Smile at yr bus driver
Wear more eyeliner
Read superhero comic books
Paint more blood and gore
See saw xi in theaters
DIY OR DIE
Draw messy
LIVE MUSIC
remember that old panic at the disco is good truly
Tell people you love them
Stompy boots
My Chemical Romance
Assault a customer at your retail job
Write that weird fanfic
Watch every vampire movie ever made
Wear that crop top
Start a fire
Listen to music made by angry women
Remember that you are fucking alive and do whatever you want
Reblog to let your followers know that they’re safe from jumpscares/screamers/etc from you on April 1st but they are NOT safe from getting boop’d like an idiot amen
what if i replaced my blood with glitter gel pen ink. what then
• • • • she/they • • im an adult • • • • posting into the void like it's my own personal playground
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