Sometimes Im Having A Good, Sane Day Inside My Little Bubble And Then Remember That One Of My Friends

me, crying over my deflated profiteroles:

in the seventh grade i made a balloon animal in class and drew on it and named it cinnamon and someone said that it looked like it would give people rabies so i threw it at them and said that they have rabies now and my friends called it cinnamon the rabies fairy so thats my name now 👍👍

a girl in my krav maga class walked up to me, called me pretty, and kneed by harder than i have ever been kneed in my life directly in my stomach. i wouldve died without the cushion. honestly good for her

god i love dc. theres a man named ralph diny. elongated man. thats peak comedy

Batman VS Everyone

If Batman gets prep time, so does everyone else

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Is Myth as a whole SUPPOSED to be extremely trans coded, or am I just projecting?

my current theory that all art is, by its very nature, extremely trans-coded

Making a shitty one-page RPG called Oh Shit It’s the Killer. The premise is simple: you’re a high schooler spending the weekend in the woods with your besties. The Killer is there also. He is trying to the Kill you

My 14 year old brother just took a drink of hot chocolate and hissed like he'd knocked back a shot of vodka then set it down and went "ah... that's the good stuff."

the more im around my real friends the cringier i get and the happier i am. genuinely this is just a little joy post because theyre wonderful people and they keep me sane and ive never really thought of myself as a social person but i feel so safe whenever im in bed and typing and just existing with my friends. little gratitude post. thats all