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I don’t care how much I clown Billy. Billy was supposed to watch and witness Spencer become an NFL great. He shaped him. He was supposed to walk Olivia down the fucking aisle. It could’ve been literally ANYBODY else
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Really glad I trekked to Columbus and saw them together. 12/31/22
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I find myself feeling this perpetual numb indifference; sure I can laugh and I don’t know if I can cry, but it’s like there’s nothing out there that can bother me.
And it’s not the hollow cold of depression, it’s just continually flat emotions where nothing really matters, but not in an unhappy way, just an inability to care way.
I don’t know how I feel about it, but all I know is I barely feel at all, and it’s weird because it bothers me but also doesn’t because there’s nothing that matters to me anymore.
Honestly, depression might’ve been better than this flat indifference, because at least then I knew I was missing something. Now I’m just a low static hum of non-existent emotion.
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Did some writing rn and I’m happy that I’m getting my mojo back, even if it’s not up to my usual standards.
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I was so close to giving up in the beginning of this year. I’ve never been there before, but I was on the edge.
Right now I’m sitting at work wondering if it’s been worth it. Lately I’ve been getting worse and with winter coming in Washington. I’m worried I won’t make it out the other side.
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having one aesthetic kills the soul i tried so hard to be so many different things instead of just bringing but and pieces of them all together to make the ultimate version myself
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Spoilers for The Last of Us S1E3
The close up on Frank’s hand/ring finger over his gunshot wound - the wound itself out of focus - from Bill’s perspective when he’s shot, sure he’s going to die protecting the man he loves. This silly, demanding, bossy, beautiful, soft man who trades guns for strawberry seeds during an apocalypse and wants to clean up the shops and the neighbourhood so that he can host garden parties. Who follows his (probably ex military) badass gun-expert husband into a raid on their home. Into OPEN FIRE, with nothing but a handgun, to pull Bill to safety. Frank insisting he’ll live. The thought whispering in your head while you watch, just as it whispers to Bill, “There should be a ring there.”
The moment when Bill realizes that he is content - missing only the sight of a ring on his husband’s finger. As long as Frank is taken care of, he’s satisfied. It’s his purpose. He already knew would spend forever with Frank and die by his side. They are married already, in his mind.
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i’m slitting my throat
UPDATE WE GOT YAE MIKO
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On this fine Friday let’s play “Did that dude offer me his metro seat because I’m fat or look twice my age?”.
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can someone help me feeling excited about something again?
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I spent 6 hours hacking my way through After Alterna… and then the game crashed
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guess who survived the first depressive episode of the season 🪩🕺
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david jenkins only ever wanted 3 seasons.
3 seasons to tell their story.
and even after slashing their budget nearly in half, making them cut the amount of episodes and their runtimes, and having to cut out and rewrite entire storylines, that still wasn’t enough.
fuck you, david zaslav.
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Here’s the current emotion pipeline I’m going through.
There is Immense Anger
Immense Anger becomes Big Sad
Big Sad becomes Vast Numbness.
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