I was sad, but a drag queen lent me her violin for a while, and I started playing it. I got quite good at it despite the fact that I didn’t really know exactly what I was doing, until I played it a little too hard and it broke. I cried, until she later came up to me and comforted me, saying something like, “All that matters is that you played,” and then I woke up.
does anyone have like an anti aesthetic. like something you look at and can recognize as a complete fashion/interior design/artistic movement and understand it but it makes you shudder seeing it. i am not talking like “its morally bad” “its poorly structured” like just sheerly devoid of joy for you actually invites a repulse response.
the only redeeming quality of this year's game awards was flute guy having a different instrument in every shot he was in until eventually he evolved to his final form where bro was playing The Doohickey
i'll never understand people with adhd who are like "well it comes with its struggles of course but at least it helps me hyperfocus on my passion, its like a superpower", like good for you for being the chosen one but my adhd makes me play tetris for 5 hours straight without any bathroom breaks while a rotation of the same 3 shows ive seen a bajillion times is running in the background