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#just let me sleep
Tfw no anime gf to knock you out in one blow then throw your unconscious body in a closet 😔
As someone currently suffering bad from insomia this hits doubly hard.
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I’m too stupid to live tbh… let me sleep instead
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Let me do what he’s doing
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rosegoldenatlas · 3 months
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made an account on Twitter (Or X I guess) today. It took thirty second of scrolling to remember why I deleted my old account in the first place.
Because that place is so fucking scary. I read through a really kind content creators tweets and saw them get harassed over not having/telling anyone a political opinion.
Its places like twitter that make me afraid that if I say one wrong thing I'll be harassed on the internet for weeks. I've seen it happen with so many kind people. I swear someone could tweet an opinion on their favorite fruit and someone on twitter will make it into a political debate.
Im never leaving tumblr, it feels like walking on landmines on twitter and here it feels like some sort of huge, unorganized, library.
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Me: *rolls over in bed* please please don't even be close to the time I have to get up for work
Phone: 4:12am
Alarm: 4:15am
Me: have I not suffered enough?
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ramblingmoon · 2 months
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Look I don't have a foot fetish but after a long day of being on my feet all day and if someone is coming up and rubbing them... I'd fuck them.
People over 30 get this
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mtndewredd · 5 months
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3:34 in the fucking morning
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9bitaleeeeex · 5 months
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It was 4am on a school night and my brain went "writing time" so I made this
My heart was torn into not but scraps and dust. My once holy body was overcome by an unimaginable pain as I have never wished upon my worse enemies. God has forsaken me, punished me for a crime I not know.
"Why must I be damned to this horrific pain of the devil's working," I scream to myself, I scream to the sky begging for an answer.
In my eternal darkness I refer to as a mind heaven has cast me down yet I refuse to give in to hell until I hear a voice.
The voice sounds like something I've never witnessed. It didn't have the sound of man nor woman and yet it was not a beast. The voice promised it would serve under me if I were to do one thing.
The voice said to me, "Little lamb the creator you once held dear has left you, follow me and I will return what you have lost."
From that day onward I followed the voice. At first it merely wanted my blood and pain as sustenance and so I cut my arm and fed it every morsel of pain and suffering I had left.
For my sacrifice the voice gave me unfounded knowledge. It told me the secrets of man, beast, and the forces that drive them.
The voice then began ask that I would bring it the bodies of animals slain in it's name. I snuck through the moonlit woods to find animals mid-slumber and quickly stabbed and gutted them. Every time the blood left their bodies it would pool in front of me. The blood would make a perfect image, in the image I saw the voice. It has 7 eyes, 3 to see the mortal world, 3 to see it's domain, and 1 to keep a hold of me. The skin of was formed out of patchwork of the animals I have slain, every innocent creature I slain was added to thr voice's true form.
The voice would use the pools of blood from these animals to show me glimpses of a paradise, this paradise was one of lust, gluttony, and sloth. I could see men and women freely reciprocating eachother in the streets, children ate nothing but cookies and cakes, all work was done by mindless servants so no one lifted a finger. This was an oasis of sin. I once resented this twisted idea of a utopia but now among the citizens I saw myself, proud.
The next command given on to me was to let out my wrath upon those who have wronged me. At the dead of night I grabbed a torch and threw it at the building I once spent my time in kneeling and worshipping.
I could hear the priestess screaming from the inside, awoken in a sea of flame, drowned in a canopy of smoke. In the smoke I saw images of my true lord once again, now the eyes were lit with hellfire, it had a half grown horn on one side
The voice said to me, "You are serving me well my child, I must grow my power stronger and thus I ask of you to bring me more souls of those who reject my will, those who reject our will, bring me the blood of those who worship the one who has damned you."
I followed it's heed, I killed my first priest only 3 hours after he gave a sermon. I followed him to his home and when he entered I lunged and stabbed him in the heart with a dagger made of bones from the animals I killed not too long ago.
His blood pooled much like said animals and again I saw the voice's form. It now had half grown horns on both sides.
I continued this twice more, each time the horns grew. When I killed my final priest the pool of blood formed once again and asked me to stab myself and give my body to it. I obliged.
I stabbed myself over and over and felt my heart once more be torn but more painful this time. I saw everything I once knew flash before me and then I saw nothing. I was in an eternal darkness.
The voice towered before me and said, "You have done well my child, I am now once more at my full power. I will give you all that I promised I'm due time but now I must know if your loyalty is mine alone."
"It is, my lord," I replied
"Then I shall prove it."
The voice then began to rip me limb by limb. I felt my heart be torn, my skull was crushed open, my stomach and other organs came flying out, the entire time I never lost my consciousness. I felt every part of my body be torn. And then I felt a unstoppable flame be washed upon me as everything be turned to red
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My damn brain would not let me sleep. Hopefully this shuts it up!!
Yeah, like the title says, I could not sleep as I kept writing this first bit out in my head so instead of wasting my night tossing and turning I knocked this out real quick in an effort to sleep. At this point it has no title and it will be converted to Twine once I figure that beast out. But for now, here is a short demo of my as yet untitled story where the MC is the Goddess of Brutality and Violence. Please remember that this is a female-locked (cis or trans) game for both the MC and ROs
Warning: This game/story is 18+ and will feature GRAPHIC depictions of violence, gore, death, and blood in addition to sexual themes and alcohol/drug use.
https://dashingdon.com/play/happysuccubus/no-title/mygame/
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ranboo-and-the-like · 11 months
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I have a Dr appt in 6 hrs and need to sleep, but all I can think about is this stupid smp turned grieving parents simulator, and a stupid little horror project that was so well done I haven’t stopped thinking about it for three days
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Tired of your computer running slow? Tired of losing files? Tired? Really tired? Exhausted? Desperate for one moment of true rest? Tired?
- Sunday Morning Monster Players
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despazito · 2 years
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i hate the new culture war on lightyear because now it means i’ll have to fucking defend lightyear
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strhwaberries · 7 months
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i so don't want to go to work tomorrow
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organised-disaster · 7 months
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Me: [in bed, eyes closed, very relaxed]
Me: [remembers every faux pas or embarrassing thing I've ever done]
Me: [the sounds of a moron cringing so hard her face temporarily collapses in on itself]
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killershark82 · 1 year
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Early morning kickin’ it headcannons part 1 because ADHD and it’s already like 3 and I can’t sleep and it won’t stop till I type the thought out:
Wasabi gang:
They are all queer platonic with each other
Jack is pan
Kim is bi
Jerry is bi with strong preference for women and Milton
Milton is a repressed gay who hasn’t realized he’s gay yet but gay for jerry
Eddie is Demi
Kim and Jack did date for a bit but decided to be friends instead
Kim is dating Sloan now
Everyone at school is either a lot or just a little bit in love with Jack
Jack is fine with being the go to pretty boy eye candy for schemes but only if he knows that’s the plan otherwise he’ll be dramatic over “being used like a cheap prostitute”
Milton says Jack is a golden retriever but handsome but really he’s a cat (constant grooming and certain care habits, love able bastard energy according to his enemies, he just radiates big cat energy to me)
Jerry is the loveable bastard who does misdemeanors on the regular but for good causes
Jerry does not care at all about state of dress. Dude was rocking that wedding dress that episode you can’t tell me he wouldn’t wear a skirt or smth. Dude lives with eight women he knows his stuff
Jerry being the fashionista of the group and subconsciously gang in his head. He will definitely break into their houses and leave them suggestions
Eddie may not be the bravest of the group but he’s the heart of it the rest of the gang will fuck you up if you mess with their boy
Eddie wasn’t in season 3 because he and his parents moved to a new state but he still keeps contact with the group
Milton and Kim being the best duo no I will not elaborate
Milton is their other soft boy
To be honest they are all soft babies but Milton and Eddie were very evident the softest
Julie broke up with Milton because she could tell he was a repressed gay needing a beard and not realizing he’s gay and partly wanted him to find himself, partly because her taste in men changed
Everyone already thought that Jerry and milton were dating but them so they were surprised when they came out with it
Jack has a restraining order on his cousin for attempting to murder him on live television in china
Ty was not aware of this but because of them having to share dojos they shared space. Rudy of course did not remember this when they decided to permanently merge. The gang did tho and if it genuinely wasn’t going to work they were going to bring it up again
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vacantseance · 1 year
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I’ll take a large order of sleep to go.
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sweetestofchaos · 7 months
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Me going to bed angry, apparently results in dreaming about telling my kpop bias all about the say to say shit I have to deal with while still living with my ex baby daddy.
Like when I say even Jackson and Seokjin are over him, I mean that shit. Fucking, Chan was ready for war while Mingi’s ass had a body bag…like what?
Yugyeom’s lanky ass talkin bout “so…how long you been single??” Baby Sir, leave me alone! Unless you gonna throw down the pipe and cook me somethin before you go, I don’t want it.
Let me be single in peace, please?
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