Iv been told many times in my life that I am kind. But honestly, I feel a lot of the time like it's just a comfortable mask. I feel ugliness in me - I'm mad, petty, jealous, bitter, angry, and hateful. I sometimes feel like kindness is a comfortable crutch, I hope to have it support me, so I act it out as best I can. But there's something about seeing this kid that reminds me that nothing has to be defined in terms of acts or facades. I don't "have" to wear a mask of compassion to hide these "ugly" emotions. I can have both. I can be angry and compassionate, jealous and patient, hateful and kind. Emotions are messy and I'm honored to have been received by others as kind; I'm forever grateful to have been reached by them in turn. Thank you Mob Psycho! You remind me that feelings are messy and that you can choose to do whatever you'd like with that mess. I'll make those choices day by day with all the friends and family iv made along the way!
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please enjoy this mob psycho tribute amv for the new year!!! happy 2024 or whateva
Funny that transphobes talk abt trans men like “dont be surprised when the testosterone doesn’t turn you to an anime twink” meanwhile half the trans guys I know are in an active race to become the hairiest man in the world gripping our T bottles like “please I need to be a bear it’s important”
Crazy how "sane" I feel after sleeping 12 hours total the past 3 days going into my 9-5 to touch the same project I haven't been able to fulfill bc each day after work I choose myself and my sliver of personal time to stay up until the am's only for the cycle to repeat and me wonder who really is at fault if anyone at all ♡ ( ^ω^ ) .。o○