i'm just weird like that i guess

sorry guess i just needed this out of my system

A little vent I guess?

I don’t know how some people seem consider me a friend, even tho I barely talk to them or have disappointed them.

It’s not like I don’t want to be friends. I just feel like a burden. And if I don’t talk to you anymore is probably couse I either feel like I’m annoying you or that I feel like you’re better off without me.

I find it hard to communicate with people. It makes me nervous and anxious.

“what I they don’t like me in the first place?” “I’m probably annoying them” “they probably left me caouse I disappointed them”

These are thoughts I have constantly and that hold me back from socializing.

What IS wrong with me?


someone suggested smooches and another cuddles sooooo

poor akaashi, it must be so hard being loved by so many dogs

How them 2000s live actions kids shows be
  • Normal Girl: *internally* I'm just a normal high school girl. I suck at math. I hate my parents. When someone asks me about my opinion on complex socioeconomic issues, I just go "What the heck!?" and start "texting" or something like that. My life would be just like yours, except for one thing: I have an amazing power... I can talk to cetaceans!
  • *at the docks, a bell tolls as our normal protagonist hears the voices of cetaceans bubbling in her mind*
  • Normal Girl: *staring deeply into the ocean*
  • Best Friend: Ahoy! What're you doing?
  • Normal Girl: Just staring into the oceanic abyss, thinking about how much I hate my parents. *internally* I have to keep my ability to speak to cetaceans secret or else... uh...
  • Best Friend: Haha, I feel that, friend. What a colorful life we teens live, our seaside environment awakening a rumbling darkness within ourselves of which we mull on our own with nothing but the unbounding depths of the ocean as our one escape. An escape which serves to only maim our fragile egos with newfound adolescent anxieties.
  • Normal Girl: What are you even talking about?
  • Best Friend: I don't know. I haven't slept in a week. Let's go to the mall.
  • *at the mall*
  • Normal Girl: *internally* My town might as well be called Lamesville. Nothing ever happens here, but the mall can be pretty fun. It's only place in the whole town with anything in it that isn't fish or excessive amounts of woodlice.
  • Best Friend: ...So I'd just dance and I'd dance until my feet broke. When that happened, I'd just get up and dance on my broken feet. And I did this until they were raw and blood was everywhere. I kept waking up in the morning extremely exhausted after this dream. I decided to record myself one night and it turns out I was dancing in my sleep. I haven't slept since I saw that. *leans in close to the normal girl* I'm afraid of what I'll do in my sleep.
  • Normal Girl: Wow, sounds weird... I guess. *sips coffee*
  • Best Friend: OMIGAWD! It's Chad Alphakid. He's coming this way!
  • *the normal girl and her best friend squee*
  • Normal Girl: *externally* That's Chad Alphakid. Who is he? He's only the hottest most coolest boy in this entire lame city. I've been crushing on him since I was like twelve.
  • Chad: Uh, okay.
  • Normal Girl: Did I just say that out loud!?
  • Chad: *sits at the table* Listen, I don't care what you or your friend think of me. I need help!
  • Best Friend: Have you murdered somebody?
  • Normal Girl: Do you need a girlfriend?
  • Chad: No, it's the ocean. The sound of her waves crashing against the shore is like a faultless siren song. There isn't a single night where I don't have visions of floating within her cold embrace. The allure of her boundless depths beckon to me like a lover. I'm afraid that if I don't get help soon, I'll find myself taken away by her to a fate unknown.
  • Normal Girl: *internally* Great, this is a chance to finally use my power to speak to cetaceans to my benefit! *externally* But why do you need us to help you?
  • Chad: You guys are the biggest fucking degenerate weirdos in this washed up town. If anyone knows how to deal with this, it's you two.
  • Best Friend: Haha, truuuuuu!
  • Normal Girl: I'm not a weirdo! I'm a completely normal girl.
  • Chad: Dude, you fucking talk to fish.
  • Best Friend: You do talk to fish.
  • Normal Girl: I don't talk to fish! *internally* I talk to cetaceans, they're mammals, not fish. Also, that's supposed to be a secret, dammit!
  • *at the shore*
  • Chad: Ah, Mother Ocean! Take me!! Take me!!! *attempts to run into the ocean, but gets held back by the normal girl and her best friend*
  • Best Friend: Simmer down, aqualad!
  • Chad: Why did you fools take me here, if not to release into the embrace of sweet Mother Ocean!?
  • Normal Girl: We talked it over and we decided that the best way to get you over your obsession is make you hate the ocean.
  • Chad: Does it involve you talking to fish?
  • Normal Girl: Yes, I mean no. I mean, fuck! Cetaceans aren't fish.
  • *the normal girl sits at the edge of shore, her eyes rolls up in her head as she proceeds to make fucked up porpoise sounds*
  • Normal Girl: *falls over limp*
  • Best Fried: She died.
  • Chad: Does this mean that I'm free to wade into Mother Ocean and meet my fate among her ever chaotic waes?
  • Best Friend: *lets chad go* Yeah, dude. I'm too far gone to care about things anymore.
  • Chad: *strips off all of his clothes* Good. I now understand that there was no avoiding this. This was always a forgone conclusion. My fate is with the waves. Sayonara, weird best friend guy.
  • Chad: *runs into the ocean*
  • Best Friend: *kicks the normal girl's body* Guess she really is dead.
  • Best Friend: *walks home as the night encroaches* My closest friend is dead, and Chad is probably dead too. I wonder where my fate lies?
  • Best Friend: *yawns* Maybe I should go to sleep and just dance myself to death finally. No, I don't think I could go to sleep even if I wanted to anymore. I'm probably going to die from exhaustion in the next few days, not having felt rest or comfort again. Or maybe I'll just stay awake forever. I feel like I was supposed to have an epiphany here, or some type of awakening. But, there's nothing. I feel like everything I've ever done has been pointless. God, I'm just really tired.
  • *back at the shore*
  • Porpoise: *beaches itself*
  • *a gray fleshy version of the normal girl crawls halfway out of the porpoises mouth*
  • Normal Girl: There goes my corpse! *drags her weird porpoise body towards the corpse* Why did I die with such a dumb expression on my face? Lame! I hope Chad didn't see.
  • Normal Girl: *looks around with beady eyes* No one's here. I can finally do this.
  • Normal Girl: *kisses her dead body on the lips* Blargh!
  • Normal Girl: *spits out blood* I bit my tongue when I died. Gross. I guess I can cross making out with my dead body and becoming a mermaid off of my bucket list, though.
  • Normal Girl: *sighs*

thefatbrooklynraccoon  asked:

I've been meaning to ask this for a WHILE- But how do feel about people drawing porn of your sona? I've seen many people draw porn of other people personas, but I'm wondering how you would react. Sorry for the weird-ass question- I'm just curious af. XD

OOOH SHOOT.. well at this point I don’t know how to feel xD since my sona is kidna like me… it’s not kinda, ITS FREAKIN ME!!! xD and people drawing you in those situations it’s ehmmm weird xDDD

I guess I would be fine if people have fun with it…  I mean someone made vore of me already soooo  it can’t be worst xDDDDDDDDDDDDD 

….. mother fuckin vore….

littleamericanduck  asked:

Ennoshita's "do it for Daichi" shirt is the best thing I've ever seen

it’s all fun and games until daichi sees him wearing the shirt and ennoshita decides to avoid him for an entire week


high necklines make me emotional now bc thIS SCENE

does anyone else have this feeling where, like

the first two seasons of downton abbey are perfectly preserved in your memory

and then after that

it’s this vague jumble of indistinct guest stars and weird lackluster haps and a general sense of “?!?!?!??!” that you’re not quite sure actually occurred because you might as well have just made it up in a fever dream

like, not in a bad way even, necessarily

just in a … way

I’d rather be damaged than fake.
—  Connor Walsh, HTGAWM 3x09

Step aside or experience serious pain!

Sometimes I really wonder how people manage to be larries but also kind of think that louis is some kind of idiot that just accepts whatever ‘nasty selfish Harry’ is doing like he’s some love fool that just accepts things while the fandom clearly sees through said version of Harry like what kind of relationship do people think they have? And do people realise they are basically questioning louis’ intelligence?

So I’m trying to organize my files because I don’t save things in a way that makes them easy to find, and I found an old TVPaint file on my computer apparently from April of last year, with a name that I didn’t recognize.  I opened it, and it had some concept drawings for W2H2 that I forgot about, PLUS this little number, which isn’t necessarily W2H2-related, and which I definitely don’t remember drawing.  SO, UH… YEAH!  Have some weird, unfinished, overly-rendered Jonathan!  Maybe I’ll finish it one day, haha…

  • sasuke: ugh, you're so sweaty dobe, go take a bath
  • naruto: okay
  • naruto: want to join me?
  • sasuke: no
  • naruto: fine
  • naruto: I guess I'll just pretend you're in there with me
  • sasuke: what-
  • naruto: kidding, bastard, it was just a little, uh...
  • sasuke: joke?
  • naruto: yeah, one of those... you know how I am... always, uh, joking around...
  • sasuke: ...
  • naruto: I mean, why would I be thinking about you when I'm in there, naked
  • naruto: that's just weird
  • naruto: ne sasuke, I told you, remember?
  • naruto: you're like a brother to me
  • sasuke: ...
  • naruto: but, I mean, we're not actually related
  • naruto: I've always wondered how it is between real siblings, like...
  • naruto: do you ever think of your brother when you-
  • sasuke: no
  • naruto: but you didn't even-
  • sasuke: no

Hello welcome to my headcanon for every TV show. Everyone is aromatic and asexual unless they explicitly state otherwise.

So I'm at the doctors office......

Nurse: what is your sexual orientation?
Me: Asexual
Nurse: …………….
Me: …………..
Nurse: *looks at me* ……….uh…………?
Me: Asexual, like I don’t feel sexual attraction
Nurse: ………….towards anyone?
Me: nope
Nurse: *goes back to typing* Well then I guess that answers my next question, any current sexual partners?
Me: *laughs* nope, zero
Nurse: that’s a good form of birth control


this is another fanart bc of darksidekelz fanfiction. Like I know it’s not a specific scene FROM it again, I just don’t care abt them in TFA but really love that story vOv

i’m p sure that my professors don’t initially respect me bc i’m sure i’m seen as ridiculous bc of my hair/clothes; but i think that once i participate in class and they read my papers, their attitude toward me changes. sometimes i feel really awkward about my appearance, esp in school, bc i can feel ppl judging me bc i really stand out. i look like an alien compared to anyone i’ve seen on campus. honestly i wish i could choose to look this way without being noticed. i actually don’t like being stared at in school bc it makes me uneasy, but i’m too attached to my appearance being an essential part of my identity and necessary to my well-being despite the discomfort it can bring sometimes. but i worry that it may affect my grades, and i can’t voice that worry without the immediate response being ‘just don’t look that way then.’ it’s not that easy though. i think of how empty i feel now, and how much more desolate i’d be without the ability to express myself in the way that is most natural and crucial to me. and that possibility is painful to imagine. obv when i work as a resident/doctor i’ll clean my look up when i’m on the clock, but it seems unnecessary to change myself forever esp as i’m only in junior college. i also don’t want to be reduced, embarrassed, and invalidated by my professors, so i push to prove myself constantly. honestly, i’ve already won awards and had success at my school (b4 i had to take a yearlong medical leave) despite choosing to look the way I do. idk i’m just thinking too much and letting my nerves give way to self-doubt and i’m just defeating myself.

if anybody here chooses an unusual fashion and wears it to work/school, please tell me about your experiences; are you received well or poorly? how do you respond to criticism of your appearance? do you ever feel like you should change yourself because of it?

anyway thx 4 reading this 💖