Wouldnt Our Organs Turn Into Human Knot

he in fact would not be able to properly date anyone💀 remember he dont believe in consistency

Idk who needs to hear this but Hobie Brown would not date a white woman.

Robot Anatomy portrait DYTTO (Popping and tutting dancer)

RoyalPrincessAlice様とのコラボで描かせていただきました。 「森のパン屋さん」 http://royalprincessa.shop-pro.jp/

Word Vomit

This won’t make sense but I just need to ramble to calm down. Warnings: I don’t know I think this is anxiety but it’s so oddly specific and I don’t know why but I just can’t and I don’t think anyone will relate to this but if you do I’d like to know how you cope with it because this is killing me

Sleep won’t come.

Tossing and turning and tossing and turning. Your head aches. You force your eyes shut. They open back up immediately without hesitance.

No side of the bed feels safe.

It’s too stuffy. But blankets are required. Blankets provide weight and warmth no matter how suffocating they may be. If one is present, then no other being can be. It’s faulty reasoning.

Any childhood fear is real once it’s dark. No soothing songs or mental tricks can change what your mind has already deemed as a threat.

A Thing lurks below the mattress. Silent and present. It will stab through the fabric and cushioning. It’ll pierce right through your stomach. Try to wiggle out of its all-knowing gaze. It can see through the mattress, so it’s all pointless. It’s meaningless.

You can feel a finger from below gently prodding at your side, because if you’re on your side then that’s less of a target for the Thing to be able to hit. It’s like it lives inside your mattress. Maybe it will press its face just where your pillow lays and lift you up just a bit. So you know it is there.

Feel it? Feel it pushing more of its body through the mattress? It’s from halfway down your ribs to just past your waist. Feel it? It’s pressing upwards. Feel it?

On your other side, the side that is facing the ceiling, the blanket has suddenly become heavy. Only that side. Only that side. It’s heavy. It’s heavy. It’s like another hand is pressing down. It presses down.

Feel your chest closing in? It’s tightening. It’s constricting. Breathe in. Remember to breathe. Slow. Slow and steady. Be quiet. Be silent. Breathe. Be silent.

Reduce your line of sight. Focus on the light in front of you. There’s nothing else. It’s quiet. It’s there. It’s still heavy. It’s still pressing upwards. It’s quiet.

Are you numb now? From the waist down? Move. Don’t move. Moving. Turn to your other side. Do it now.

Music doesn’t help. Turn it off. Quiet. It’s quiet.

It’s not pressing into you anymore. Your eyes burn. Try to sleep again.

Try again.

this is genuinely impressive

so I finished my kimetsu no yaiba manga re-read and this is all I can do, trying to bring Kyojuro back to life.

Akaza, I love you but how dare you unalive Kyojuro?

more crappy edit under the cut, I'm just proud of this first one because I got tired editing out the blood from Kyojuro's left eye that Akaza smashed but forced myself to edit more

Gotogue owns these pictures but I spent my time and effort editing, thus please let me know if you're going to use it somewhere. Like and reblog are much appreciated that repost.

Thank you! o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

just saw someone post “it’s common knowledge ur not supposed to spam reblog from someone ur not mutuals with” …..?????????? am i confused??? IS that common knowledge???? i try not to spam if i can help it but i actually personally love seeing spam notifs lmao??? unless i dont know what spam reblog means

a quick step by step guide on what to do if you come back to your apartment and find yourself locked out because your front door is frozen shut

kick the bottom of the door for 10 minutes

text your landlord

remember your landlord is on vacation and also in her mid 50′s so it takes about 36 hours to receive a response

briefly wonder why the fuck you moved the canada

remember that college tuition is significantly cheaper here than in the united states 

look up and notice your cat is at the window, staring at you. he paws at the window lightly and meows. it’s devastating. his eyes are so big and imploring. decide that you have to get inside your apartment at all costs. not even god himself can stop you from feeding your cat his chicken wet food dinner. frida kahlo herself could descend from the heavens and ask “hey you wanna bang?” and you’d say “hell yeah but first let me open this door so i can feed my cat his dinner”

remember there is a starbucks 3 blocks down the street from you

enter. the barista gives you a weird look for entering a starbucks at 7pm on a tuesday

order a venti cup of hot water. you order in french because the barista just said “bonjour” instead of “bonjour, hi.” you have a strong american accent. you hit the r in merci a little too hard to compensate. you embarrass yourself.

exit the starbucks clutching the massive cup of hot water in your hands. it’s burning your fingers.

return. methodically pour the starbucks cup of water all over the the door frame. it begins moving a little but still wont open

back up

ensure your doc martens are properly gripping the sheet of ice covering the ground. many people have told you to stop wearing doc martens in the winter, despite your protests that theyre actually the ideal winter boot. also, you’re a lesbian and punk’s not dead

release a pterodactyl screech and sprint towards the door, slamming the full force of your pathetically tiny 5′2″ 110lb body into it

you dont know any of your neighbors so you dont care about maintaining your pride anyways

the door swings open

run up the stairs

open the actual door to your apartment and yell MOMMY’S HOME MY LITTLE BITCHASS BABY BOY DONT WORRY at your cat

cat flings his body to the ground and starts purring like he does every time you come home

write tumblr post

I KIND OF JUST REALIZED THAT JESSIE FROM TEAM ROCKET FORMS A FUCKING R WITH HER HAIR AND BODY

WHY DID IT TAKE ME OVER 10 YEARS TO REALIZE THIS

A cut transgirl romance comic by Garun

reblog to send three ghosts after elon musk