You're Stressed? Why Dont You Get High For Me So You Can Be Vulnerable And Easy To Manipulate While I

I'll fucking kill you, I am no one's friend, I love my toaster, he's fucking cute and mister shark said...

I'm going to kill myself

No emotionality

Just nonfiction, silly stuff yikes. Emotions...hm, well see what I experience.

:D

Ohmygod ohmygod I'm bored. Oh my god I'm so embarrassed oh wowwww..lmao.

Theres no audience. Lol

Smash that mf reblog button if you stoically ignore all labelled washing instructions and everything your mama ever told you about laundry and just send those bastards hurgling around in an overfilled tub to meet either death or glory

Small penises aren’t bad, balding isn’t bad, being short isn’t bad, being fat isn’t bad. Physical traits are not signs of morality, and the sooner people stop mocking people for their bodies (yes, even when they’re bad) the better.

I like thinking about how Blitzø and Stolas are compatible in their messed up ways, but there's one clear incompatibility between them, on ground on their unresolved traumas;

Blitzø has anger issues, overactive fight reaction

while Stolas has been verbally attacked & abused by Stella for at least 17 years

Stolas has avoidant issues, overactive flight reaction

while Blitzø has been abandoned and ignored by many people practically whole his life

So it fucks with their relationship.

In Ozzie's Stolas avoids confrontation, Blitzø feels he's ashamed of him and gets upset and aggressive after giving Stolas a lift.

Later in the series, Stolas texts less and ,,gives Blitzø space" which makes Blitzø worried that he's not wanted anymore. Then when he's offered the crystal, it triggers him, making him convinced completely that he's being abandoned again. He jokes rudely, Stolas feels he's mocked and so he leaves, which causes Blitzø to lash out, which causes Stolas to kick him out...

They really need to resolve their internal problems first in order to work out

my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor

Some sketches of Vox’s life after he lost everything, as he tries to get his life back together (and eventually his fellow Vees)

The sorta context is here ~

house is a girl you have to take care of her

vox doodle page 💗🦈

❌do not reupload❌

I don't break hearts, no that's not me

I don't break hearts-

I d e s t r o y them 🩷💔🩷

sexual thrill at the mere prospect of cataloging things in a database