The Wuggly Ump |
How uninviting are its claws; How even more so are its jaws. |
every five minutes I’m overcome with the feeling to draw something and put it on the internet and share it with people just to re-establish myself as an artist but then I just lie down and stare at a wall and wonder why I should even bother

also I have been mad out of whack with my depressy shit and it’s been sneaking up on me so I guess that’s why I’ve been an inactive butthead. My parental units are wanting me to go back on pills and I’m just floating around in indecision and apathyyyy~
wow that post about the football players violating that girl needs to stop showing up on my dash because I
just want to vomit everywhere
because humanity.
This is what Light Therapy looks like.
I am at home with homemade pea soup and a lazy potato for a dog and I turn on the tv and it’s the misadventures of flapjack
EVERYTHING IS GOOD WITH THE WORLD RIGHT NOW

so I’m on hold on the phone with the bank, and the hold music is generic sappy country music
but it keeps breaking into this screeching static with low voice undertones and it sounds really demonic and
this is all very unsettling
so boy meets me at class with a subway sandwhich and hands me half of it
and we eat it verrily
and then I’m all like “auaughh this sammich is so good I’m gonna die I haven’t eaten today yet”
and he’s all “yeah I figured. when you’re sad you don’t eat, so that’s why I got you the sandwhich”
and I just
can I appreciate predictable I am and how wonderful he is.

for context I lost my wallet yesterday so I’ve been stressing trying to find it.
but man that sandwhich was the best ever.
I have aloe and honey all over my face.
This is my afternoon.

have you ever met anyone your just. really. don’t like?
you don’t even have a reason for disliking them but they just walk into the room or is mentioned in conversation and then all you can do is just LEAVE BECAUSE YOU DON’T EVEN WANT TO DEAL WITH IT
man I don’t even know why I dislike this chick so much but there is something about her that I am so not okay with it.

Set 3! I have a few more but I didn’t feel like sitting and making codes for all of them, I got stuff to dooooo. But I’ll try to post more later.
recovery/mental-health/advice blog
is nobody going to talk about josh peck’s vines
I MGONNA CRY
CHED JUST LEFT MY TOWN BECAUSE I SAID “HABEEB IT” INSTEAD OF “BELIEVE IT”
heart callous!
Yo drop a beat
It’s not cool to take the experiences of victimized dudes and use them as examples of how hard boys have it too. A lot of the time...