Sometimes I Like Making Shit Memes

Me at the beginning of the school year: I fucking hate the guys they're so transphobic, I don't feel safe at school. Atleast the girls are nice..

Me now: screw the guys, the girls are assholes. You're not the fucking victim here you prick. Don't try to tell me to "Stop being so negative" I will break your fucking ankles. YOU SAID GAY BEST FRIEND LIKE IT WAS A GOOD THING??? unironically too, wtf. And I suppose Im sorry for being a little stingy when you asked if my pronouns were they/them, you almost gave me fucking anxiety attack over that. (Props to ya use they/them, that's super cool and prolly really sexy) I've been out for the past two to three years and you've only properly met me and been introduced to me after I came out, my pronouns have been he/him for a long while. And don't think about "how could I be homophobic if my uncle is trans"

I'm genuinely astonished you weren't paying attention enough to get transphobic and homophobic right. Also that's got the same energy as "how can I be racist? I have a black friend." Like what made you think that's an intelligent answer?

She's lucky for ta couple things. One, that I have restraint and have worked on my anger management since last year. And two, that I got too stressed to even bring it up to a teacher. The thought of having to explain how someone is being mean to me makes me feel like I'm going to cry, and I don't like that.

Whenever I'm bored or wanting to draw but have to ideas I like to do what I call hil-ighter drawings, which is exactly how it sounds.

Drawings which are done in hi-lighter then traced over with a black pen. You don't have to trace all of them, or any of them, it's nothing specific just draw what ever. Practice things, draw with your non-dominant hand, draw dicks, draw ducks. Do whatever, just have fun! :)

Some interesting ideas that I've come up with, which I think would be fun for stories. Some examples:

MC's only plot armor is being oblivious to the situation

Character duo who act like twins, hate eachother and fight (especially in serious situations) but in the end would kill others and get killed for eachother.

Almighty God bound by the constrictions of morality and constantly fights with the problems they've caused. (Probably one that cries a lot)

Bully and wimp duo, but the wimp keeps tryna fuck the bully (even better if the wimp acts like a sub-top)

Some OP badass (kill or be killed type of shit) but has a soft spot for birds (birds could also be their accomplices)

It's been a long couple of days from helping with a community project working events and spending time with family, today has been a well needed rest. I did some cleaning, made some houses on animal crossing, and practiced guitar :) I've been enjoying taking walks in the morning. The light rain today has been pleasant company paired with tea and cookies. I need to do some review over the rest of August for when school starts, I'm getting very excited (and equally nervous). I'm looking forward to what tomorrow has to share!

Inspiration comes from basically anywhere, but sometimes I want something to occupy my mind as I live. So I make stories from small fragments of inspiration. Usually agitation, if I'm being honest. Sometimes they come from small bits of hope. Those are always my favorite.

Today I believe it was hope. Maybe optimistically, I want to believe it was hope.

"Tu te demandes si tu es une bête féroce ou bien un saint Mais tu es l'un, et l'autre, et tellement de choses encore Tu es infiniment nombreux Celui qui méprise, celui qui blesse, celui qui aime, celui qui cherche Et tous les autres ensembles Trompe-toi, sois imprudent, tout n'est pas fragile N'attends rien que de toi, parce que tu es sacré Parce que tu es en vie Parce que le plus important n'est pas ce que tu es, mais ce que tu as choisi d'être"

Excerpt from "BLIZZARD" by Fauve

Episode 1: Ouchie

Them: Shake what your Mama gave you!

Me: *stuffing my Autism, childhood trauma and cooking skills into maracas*

My brother made some soup today and as I started eating, it tasted very bland. He poured his soup and then left the room, so I added some salt to mine. and, yup. Much better, so I added salt to his bowl. And then added salt to the pot of soup.

I think I just older brothered my older brother