forever starving ; ;

I have zero motivation to...

Go to school
Get out of bed
Maintain a relationship
To take care of myself
To care
To do things I enjoy doing
Open up to someone
To wake up
Fake a smile
Act like everything is fine
Go to places

I honestly cannot believe that the year of 2016 was literally saved by Black Mirror, Wynonna Earp and Supergirl in regards of wlw media representation.

On one end of the spectrum, Black Mirror’s San Junipero had me in tears with its beauty. Even though I can’t personally relate to the story, it’s easy to see how carefully and thoughtfully it was made. From start to finish, it was respectful and gave the starving for representation audience a chance of forever. I fucking love Charlie Brooker.

In the middle, Wynonna Earp defied the “burry your gays” trope in an almost comical way, literally giving the gay character a bullet proof vest, and opening a door to a less threatening future for wlw in television.

On the other, less vanguard end, we have Supergirl, portraying what is, to me, the most relatable coming out story ever seen on open television. The arc of Alex is painfully close to home and, for the first time in my 31 years of life, I could watch a character on a show and think “fucking hell. I know exactly what you mean. I know exactly how this feels.” which is extremely refreshing in a world where a lesbian character is killed more than once a month in television.

I really hope that this is a little ray of sunshine when it comes to proper queer representation for the years to come in television because I am sick and tired of seeing myself dead or miserable all the time.

Don’t Starve fanart!
I want to see more Wes and apparently if you want more of something in a fandom you should make it yourself so here you go friends. More Wes and Wilson trying not to starve together. Cute nerds.
(I’m hoping to make a version with a proper background later but for now I just want this out of my system)

Special thanks to @monsterites and @magpiedragon for helping me figure out human anatomy and bearing my whining about legs.


Sockathan Week- Day 5: Post-Apocalyptic AU

GUESS WHO GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH AN AU AGAIN some of these drawings suck because I was rushing but it’s fine

AU where the apocalypse started when an epidemic spread through all of the plants and animals. It isn’t deadly to everything, but it’s definitely deadly to humans. The world was stable for a while, living off of stored or already processed food, but the food started to run out. There was fighting and panic and eventually one group of people started gathering up other humans to lose as livestock, people just call them “The Demons.” As food grew more scarce, The Demons’ numbers grew, and they started sending out scouts to recruit promising survivors or bring them back as dinner. 

Jonathan managed to avoid The Demons for a while but his luck couldn’t hold out forever. One such scout found Jonathan half starved and easily overpowered him, but for whatever weird reason, didn’t kill him. He just kind of tagged along and Jonathan got used to his presence. Every time Jonathan manages to scavenge up food it’s a roulette of whether this can of soggy vegetables will be the one to kill him. Sock never eats with him and Jonathan doesn’t like to think about what that means.

He hears rumors sometimes from other survivors, that there’s a place out there where they’ve learned to kill the disease, or at least hold it at bay, and there’s enough food there to keep everyone full and happy. They call it Paradise. Jonathan doesn’t think it really exists though, besides, Demons aren’t allowed in.

Valentine's Hangover

She was hungover on regret
From a Valentine’s Day she can’t forget,
Waking to find her heartstrings
Tied around her wrists
And a splitting headache
From too many sins.
What happened again?
Only an aftertaste remained
Of a stranger’s kiss,
And hastily cried promises
Of that four-letter word
And the big “F” word–
Love and forever.

She feasted on them
As one starving, all the while
Knowing she’d wake up
Sick to her stomach,
Overindulged on champagne
Wishes and caviar dreams.
Baring herself,
Her naked soul,
All because she couldn’t bear
Another valentine-less
Valentine’s Day.

stupid happy love songs: the happiest of pop and indie pop vibes to jam to thoughts of your special someone

summertime - the mowgli’s // we don’t believe what’s on tv - twenty one pilots // final song - mo // our own house - misterwives // seeing stars - borns // starving (feat. zedd) - hailee steinfeld // swooner - the zolas // whatever forever - the mowgli’s // loveless - said the whale

+listen here

Confession #7

I’m scared of dying from starvation, but at the same time I’m scared of being stuck at this weight forever. At the end of the day I would rather starve to death than live a life of hate.

Falling in love is like getting hit by a truck and yet not being mortally wounded. just sick to your stomach, high one minute, low the next. Starving hungry but unable to eat. hot, cold, forever h*rny, full of hope and enthusiasm, with momentary depressions that wipe you out.
It is also not being able to remove the smile from your face, loving life with a mad passionate intensity, and feeling ten years younger.

Love does not appear with any warning signs. You fall into it as if pushed from a high diving board. No time to think about what’s happening. It’s inevitable. An event you can’t control. A crazy, heart-stopping, roller-coaster ride that just has to take its course.

—  Jackie Collins, Lucky 

starve falls au!!