I recently met someone. Probably the only person in the universe who wants to help me heal. His last message to me was that he had been drugged. He hasn't responded since.

He's okay. Thank the stars he's okay.

Oh, and have a thing my friend made for me

I keep running into the fascinating scenario of 'People who I thought I was cool with but life made us stop talking... are now blocking me'. Idk for how long but, whatever. Your loss if you don't want to be an adult.

I am just popular enough that people talk about me. I see it in servers and my art is shared and yet nobody can rack a nerve to talk to me. I guess I'm either just scary or too much a bad person to warrant that.

There we gooo, 100 followers!!! Going to do a super quick raffle sketch, drop an OC or sona below and I'll pick one at random for a sketch!!! (RT appreciated!!)

I need to start doing the things I've always wanted to do. Life is too short for fear of failure.

Imagine being given everything. Then having it all torn away leaving you with less than what you had before. Despite every push you make towards being humble and not accepting, they insist things will be fine. That night replays in my head a lot.

I blocked her on every profile and place I could think of and she still kept coming after me. I've had to tell her twice to get the fuck out of my life. Calling her out of her shit here was the least I had to do to put an end to it l. And it worked. Or so I think.

Who tf bookmarking my rant posts.