I'm So Fucking Tired - Blog Posts

you guys ever get so silly you just stop texting people, stop going online, stop voluntarily going outside, and stop being silly?

katsuki is better than me because if i was him, i would tell izuku to take a swan dive after he rejected me, break the fourth wall, come out from where hori was drawing me, kick him in the shin and finish the manga myself with izuku and i are kissing.

i would also confirm that touya is ALIVE and is safe with hawks no matter how ugly he looks.

i'd also make a podcast about me and izuku and start it with "izuku and i explored each other's bodies uhm... how many times again? i forgot to count after the 5th time... my bad"

(please don't take this seriously... i'm just pissed is all)

a dazai doodle i did in school. ugh i hate doing paper art 😭

he's right behind me isn't he

the year is 9

Some motherfucker be touching cow tits, and oh boy, he’s about to invent cereal

PUT THAT TRANS MAN ON TOP!!!!!!!!! GIVE THAT MAN A STRAP!!!!! GIVE HIM.BOTTOM.SURGERY!!!! IN DIFFERENT STAGES BUT ALSO WHEN IT IS SAFE TO HAVE INTERCOURSE !!! GIVE HIM METOIDOPLASTY!!! LET HIM USE HIS BOTTOM GROWTH!!!! GET HIM ON TOP!!!!!!!!!

Are you parenting me or am I parenting you fucking pick one you piece of shit

My mood over the entire fucking year that is 2020

Hi! I see you got Olivia tickets, congrats!! In 2 hours I will be going through the ticket process and was wondering if you had any answers to what I asked in this post: https://www.tumblr.com/brutal-out-here/729181624875565056/questions-for-those-who-were-able-to-get-guts-tour

I’m from Germany, so I don’t know how much I can help you, but I’m willing to try.

The cheapest option was 90€, the most expensive ones went up to 200€+ (those were like VIP tickets I think)

The time limit was 15 minutes but I assure you that will be enough time, once you’re on the site and choose your ticket.

I think it’s smoother than the process for the eras tour, but the site did not work perfectly. I wanted the cheapest ticket option and the first two or three times I was told they weren’t available, I just kept trying and it kind of just worked? So if the ticket portal tells you something is not available right now I would advise you to try for it again several times.

I hope this helps, best of luck getting tickets for her tour 💜

Hi, im nerdofallkinds and frankly, im tired.

Anywayyyyy this blog/page/tumblr will be me just ranting about my favourite fandoms! If your interested in anything fantasy/si-fi inspired we should get along lovely.

Feel free to message me!

Lesbian brainrot so severe I just saw a sign for Chadwell and thought it said Chappell

Tired, ancient soul,

What secrets do those eyes hide

That you shelter so close to your chest

A chest that is bursting at the seams

With raw anguish,

But beautiful soul

Pain isn't meant to last

And neither is happiness

These fleeting emotions

Hold not tight to them

Because the only immortal here

Is You

~Me

I don't feel so good today.

I feel a strange, ancient ache in my soul. An aged feel to my rigid bones that once held the weight of the earth and the sky. Now they wish to rest, to turn to dust. They have endured enough weathering. I feel nostalgic for a life I have never lived, for a life I wish I lived. I suppose I do understand this humane desire. The soul was never meant to stay on the earth. It was meant to rise. And here, now, it is bound to, shackled to this body and inadvertently, to this world,held taut by the unyielding chains of gravity. I yearn for the day I return home. Up there.

I don't feel so good today and that's fine.

~Me

There are two sides of this fandom One being dude bro incels and the other being fucking pedos

I remember watching a TikTok and someone said their "hear me out" was evil Morty….that person was an adult…ma'am that is not a "hear me out" that is "Cops please don't arrest me for crushing on a M I N O R"

Drabbles of Dreams

Falling

        I gaze down at the streets. The world is set to monotone. Blacks and greys everywhere. No colour, no change, no difference.

        The busy cars, and crowded sidewalks are a jumble of monotone.

        Is this what colour blind people see?

        I look down at my wrists. Seeing darkened marks and silvery chains decorating them.

        Those chains look connected to something. I try and see but they only fade into the distance.

        The chains tug, and I follow with a jerk. Wide eyed, I realize I'm falling.

        Falling,

        And falling,

        And falling.

        But, I'm light. As light as a feather. It feels so slow, the feeling of falling, yet so liberating, freeing.

        I love it and want it to last forever. 

        The ground bellow me shatters as I hit it. I'm not dead, the world is now black all around me, and I'm being dragged down.

        I feel something cold hit my body, which ultimately makes me feel heavier. I wish I was still falling, though the cool sensation is nice.

        I'm still being dragged, so long I loose even more sense of time and I realize at some point, the cold turned into freezing.

        It's unpleasant, uncomfortable- no painful, and suffocating.

        It's like I'm drowning, but I don't need to breath or see, since it's dark and nothing's there to look at anyway.

        I don't know how long the silver chains have been pulling me but it seems as though it's been forever when I see something. 

        It's - red.

Colour? Why is it red? I thought.

        It drew closer and closer until I realized it was flickering. Flame. 

        The flame grew bigger and brighter one moment, then smaller and weaker the next. It seemed as though it was dying, so the chains stopped and released me so I could move to it.

        The flame flickered as I drew near and I paused my movements a little. I cupped my hands around it and realized it wasn't warm. It was warmer than the area around me though, and helped me see, so I stayed, finding comfort in the small flame. 

        The flame started to lick me and get hotter. Surely enough, it burned me.

        I started falling back, father and farther, until I forgot all about the flame and the emotions I felt before, only the awareness I felt something, and did something moments ago lingered.

        I was suddenly aware of the feeling of something soft on my back and the darkness slowly faded until I saw the darkness of my ceiling with the red of my alarm clock highlighting my face.

        I was awake.