kookoo

I gave you my heart

i hauve a cold

wow! that was a fun accidental 2 hour session of video's game. now to go to the kitchen to check on my pet Pot Of Boiling Water...

The Mausoleum by the Phantom Painter

sometimes i’m like “what am i so scared of?” and then remember that everything is so scary

i’m okay with change and i’m fine if things are no longer the same i embrace change

He's saying what we've all been thinking

For reference, OP's "Hear Me Out" is on the left and the commentor's is on the right

Thank you for your service 🫡🫡🫡

actually tumblr should pay ME for sticking around this long

i hate people who know highways. “i’m heading south on I-65” okay man. i’m moving my rook to c2

Do you hate them or do they frustrate you? Cause hate is a strong word to use

i hate them also i’m done with my worksheet now. is the first session free

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEONE TELL MARKIPLIER

no fucking way

roan of arc,, roan d'aubigny,, or whatever u want!!

It rubs me so wrong when people insist a piece of queer media thats cute and wholesome is "sanitized" and only exists to appeal to straight conservatives.

Have you considered that some queer people just enjoy works that aren't to your tastes and accusing them of appeasing to homophobes is more harmful than helpful?

thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

how it feels to not care about something that used to drive you insane

They should make a "are you mad at me" that is taken neutrally and informationally every time and doesn't make everything worse when you ask it