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#CW: Rant
dollya-robinprotector · 3 months
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I often joke with my friends, that the reason I'm still holding my V-card despite being the most horny repressed person they know, is because my standards are out of this world. Simply put, I'm a wibu, and no real man can meet my expectations.
But deep down I think we all know it's because I'm just a coward. I yearn to love and be loved, yet everytime someone expresses that they love me I get scared and run away.
I've mentioned this before, the feeling that I don't deserve love, because I'm weak and unstable, physically and mentally, hell even financially too. I bury myself in works and practice, I seek validation from every person I know, then fall to sleep everyday, exhausted from working and distracting myself from the fact that I'm not whole. And on days I can't draw, my mind is suddenly flooded with heavy emotions I'm so afraid of and tear blurred my vision.
Today is one of those days. Gray sky, no sun, cold wind and dry air make my nose bleed,... The weather is tricking me into thinking I need to be in a strong pair of arms, tightening into warm hugs, with sweet words whispered into my ears that ease my most fearful delusions and laughter and silly jokes that I can only keep to myself for now... This depressed weather, this depressed time of the year, when Lunar year is about to end, is radiating negative effects on people, I'm sure of it.
Even now, suddenly, words make no sense anymore, and my thoughts turn into dancing flowers. In my blurred vision I see them clearly. It's frustrating, you know, when all trains of thoughts just start running all at once, and their paths cross here and there so of course they would crash so loudly and messy. But the crashes all turn into flowers, and then they wither. The withered petals fall on my cheek, my eye lid, my nose and lips, and they tastes salty and wet. And then despite the cold, my cheek and ears burned.
I hate when my ears burned hot.
And then I don't remember what I just thought a moment before anymore. It's strange, I know I thought a lot, but I don't remember them anymore.
Still, my chest feels heavy, and my throat is clogged. My brain sinks, and my typing hands feel tired, and the under skin stops itchy.
And finally, I feel sleepy.
Finally the coffee went off.
God damn you have NO idea what a Vietnamese coffee can do holyshit I hope I can have a restful sleep before waking for class tomorrow.
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anemoyuri · 1 month
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i lowkey wanna gatekeep re:1999 for sole reason of not wanting this game to be found by nasty cishet men who refer to teenagers in this game as “waifus”
pretty sure that bluepoch just wants big creators to promote their game and i do want this game to be loved by many… but i don’t want it to be another genshin yk?? ;; (saying this as a person who used to adore that game, but it went downhill and lowkey money hungry) they have explicitly stated ages, it’s so nasty when they comment about the bodies of underage characters and claim them as “waifus”
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mellowwillowy · 1 month
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On hiatus for an indefinite moment.
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bluetheboykisser · 28 days
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I'm gonna be so fucking fr rn about this situation: Illy fucked up, handled the situation pooerly, trusted someone she probably shouldn't've, and where we are now are the consequences.
But like.... Life moves on y'all. Sure, what she did was immature & ill-informed. Yes she should be responsible & acknowledge her handling of the situation was not the way to go. Acknowledge that what she did put someone's livelihood on the line. She should be able to look at this situation & realize she needs to do better moving forward.
But aside from that, who the fuck cares? Why demonize her? It's rare for this statement to truly apply to internet scuffles like these, but a bad action doesn't make a bad person.
I'm no consistent watcher of her content & I don't feel any more or less interested in it due to this mess. It's just people fucking up and making stupid mistakes. In the process, real consequences came about & others did get hurt. That doesn't make anyone especially "evil" or even bad to begin with. It just makes them human 🤷‍♂️
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icysilvertail · 28 days
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it's been almost 3 months and I haven't draw anything :( not even sketches
I don't know how to feel about this. I feel kind of depressed. I need to know if this happens to other people... has it happened to other people? I really want to know :(
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uttotheegg · 2 months
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rant warning
i hate having to pick my battles as a trans guy. Its just so infuriating that the people im closest to can just mouth off about trans people to my face and i just have to nod and smile because theres no goddamn way im coming out to them now. I get to pick between outing myself to a bunch of conservatives or to get told that “hey maybe me and my friends dont actually deserve rights and bodily autonomy!” and its from people who in any other conversation are so kind and loving to me. Its all just feels conditional but sometimes i just forget their transphobia for the sake of ease because what else can i do?
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coinandcandle · 1 year
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Pssst, hey college kids:
You don’t have to take a full load of classes. Everyone goes about college differently and I promise no one cares if you’re like 25 or even 30 and still in college. It’s not like high school, no one (except the losers who peaked in high school) gives a crap. Everyone’s life situation is different.
I’m considered a sophomore still even though I’ve been in college since 2018. Why? Cuz I decided my mental health is worth more than graduating “on time”. There have been semesters where I only take 1 class. I’ve had to work since I was 16 and it wasn’t possible for me to take a full course load AND work AND take care of my physical and mental health. So am I gunna graduate later than my friends? Probably. But literally none of us care.
Do what you have to do. Time is an illusion anyways.
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dustofthedailylife · 9 months
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That moment when one negative comment can ruin your mood for the day...
Why, if you have nothing nice to say, say anything at all?
I don't get it. Just keep scrolling.
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neur0bug · 10 months
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Uhm, friendly reminder that chronically ill and disabled people are not responsible for their loved ones feeling burned out due to supporting them in some way.
Feeling burned out after being part of someone's support system is valid, but especially when you have made no attempt to communicate your boundaries, don't expect the one that's struggling to just read your mind, or to also think on your behalf and be mindful of your needs on top of their own. Especially when going through a major crisis, the latter might simply not be possible.
The keyword is obviously responsible. You can hold someone accountable for not respecting your boundaries or neglecting something you previously agreed on. But you cannot hold them accountable for the toll your own voluntary efforts have taken on you in the long run. PLEASE find healthier coping mechanisms instead of just taking out your resentment on your sick friends and family members.
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throughthethornvine · 3 months
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you ever think about your future in order to build next years schedule and immediately regret it and have a breakdown over the one class this year you wanna drop but can’t because the easier version isn’t any less stressful and you aren’t built for school anymore and you don’t even wanna go to college at all even for something you enjoy like art and you don’t have a plan and you hate that people keep telling you it’s okay to not have a plan when there are people around you committing to the Ivy League
yeah me neither
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Sometimes I wonder how I didn't get any-core memory type of trauma when I was a little kid and instead until my near-tween to actual teenage years because childhood was sorta rough in a non-extreme way like most people until I realize it was probably because I wasn't super sentient and acted like a literal fetus until up to a certain toddler/infant age. Like I vividly remember being a really sensitive little girl atleast who cried infront of everyone when my Pre-K teacher would yell at me in the classroom, like I understand people can get sick and tired of little children being brats or whatever but how was I supposed to know anything??? I was like 4 or 5, lady...why are you yelling at a slightly more physically grown baby for being messy??You should atleast be somewhat more compassionate but maybe thats just me :/.
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a1sh1teruu · 2 months
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hello, just wanted to give a small update, because i’ll be logging off in the near future
these past three to four months haven’t been treating me well, at all, to the point i can’t sleep and if i do i can’t properly wake up to school or anything. i quite lost motivation for almost anything, may it be writing, reading, studying, basically anything i like to do.
to keep it short, i’ll be logging off in the next week or so, i’ll only be on here through my laptop which i mostly use in school, so. i want to concentrate on myself a bit more and just take a break from everything to really focus on school anf other personal stuff.
thank you.
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anemoyuri · 1 month
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hopefully all this ai craze that some companies have, will result in people finally appreciating human art, photography and writing as it is!! because this shit floods the searches and even if i don’t make proper essays, i search references for my fanart. and i see that some ai-made "art" of a character that looks like them from afar, but i also noticed that they are not "in character". meaning that they don’t have proportions appropriate for their ages and stature, their facial expressions are OOC and they never capture small details that only human eye can notice.
companies and even some influencers make a fools out themselves when they use ai images for marketing and personal use for content. like "damn dog, you can’t afford to commission someone, hmm? can’t afford to buy some stock images/videos?" and in the end it all looks cheap af. their content looks less appealing and it will turn down some chunk of the audience
i would talk about how my job is now less appreciated already but i have already too much existential dread in my head
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arcaneacolyte · 2 months
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Severe burnout mixed with horrible executive dysfunction feels like its tearing me apart. Outside of the fact that its affecting my job, it literally feels like my creativity and love for creation has been stolen from me, and the only way to get it back is from slow, careful healing that could take years. But American capitalism refuses to account for that, so I'm just shit out of luck, sitting here vibrating with the need to create but with nothing to be able to show for it. Plus the immense fear that I'm never going to be able to create in a way that makes me happy again because I'm just stuck needing to push myself and I'm never going to be able to heal that way. I'm filled with more frustration an anger than I have been in years, and I'm only just resisting the urge to scream until my voice gives out because I know it won't help anything.
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kaithegremlin · 7 months
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Warning: Mini Rant
See what I did up there^
The cut after the warning?
DO THAT PLEASE. I DO NOT WANNA SCROLL PAST 1.2K WORDS I KNOW I WON'T LIKE!
Thank you.
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daisytrails · 4 months
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I’m currently working on a pjo/mcu crossover fic that I’ve got 9 chapters of posted so far.
Around 2 weeks ago, someone commented on chapter 3 from an anonymous guest account:
“My Annabeth :(“
Chapter 3 was the first time Annabeth had been really talked about in the fic. She wasn’t even in the chapter but Percy was showing off a picture of them together to the narrator, a friend of his from school who had never met Annabeth. Both of their physical appearance were described, it was a cute little selfie where Annabeth was holding the camera and Percy was hugging her from behind and kissing her on the cheek. Just a little fluffy thing that wasn’t super plot relevant. Nothing happened to Annabeth in that chapter, she was just existing in the background of the world.
Except I made it clear from the description of her appearance, from the way the sun shone on her skin to the way she had her hair done, that she was black.
All Annabeth did in the first eight chapters (before she was actually introduced in chapter 9) was exist somewhere in the world as a black girl and be seen in a cute picture with her boyfriend. The tag “Black Annabeth Chase” has been in the tags since chapter 1 because I always intended the version of her in my fic to be black.
I knew that there had been people angry about Annabeth being black in the show, and I knew that people had been upset about that being brought into fan works, but I had never actually seen it for myself. I’d only ever seen fan writers and artists complaining about it.
I don’t know how many people will see this post let alone make it this far down into reading it but, for the person who commented that or anyone else thinking that way let me just say:
I am one of the white women who related to Annabeth as a kid. I idolized her. I wanted be just like her because she was smart and strong and beautiful and bossy and ambitious and loved and trusted, all of which were universally acknowledged by the people around her, and none of those attributes took away from another. It had nothing to do with the fact that she was blonde or white. And if you can’t see that Leah is the embodiment of Annabeth’s spirit just because she doesn’t look exactly like you want her to, then that’s your loss because she’s brilliant.
Don’t bring that attitude into my comments.
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