Some guy just came into my church while I was ushering and handed us like 5 bags of Panera bread then promptly left and honestly I strive to be as mysterious and chaotic as bread man
Should I be afraid?
Reblog this to prove your blog was made before the February 2022 tumblr resurgence
Fuck you if you judge me for liking my own posts. Look I'm very antisocial and it makes me happy to see the heart red and know that at lease SOMEONE looked at my content
look, just-just let me do me
*cries in corner*
said it once and i'll say it many more times, HELL YA!
Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.
Ha was supposed to do a fun little sketch but then I asked my friend to pick out the colors and this is what happened I hate it here
Lol tired as shit but somehow made it!
Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.
I no longer have 69 posts and I'm now sad
I hope people in the future find these and wonder wtf what kind of animals were in our time
Wood Carved Pokemon Chests made by FrigginBoom
Losing motivation when you have time
Getting motivation at ungodly hours of the day or when busy
Going back to your story trying to remember what the fuck you said
“Am I writing this character good or nah?”
“does the plot make sense?”
feeling guilty sometimes for absolutely no reason
waiting for comments on your fic from specific readers
writing something and thinking “oh yeah, thats definitely going to hurt them”
procrastinating on writing by writing other fics
having too many ideas and not enough time
never finishing your wips
debating whether to add the fucking dumbass joke in that scene or not
wondering if you should or shouldn’t add that angsty scene purely to fuck with the readers bc its not like its gonna kill them or anything
Hoping no one finds it while simultaneously hoping ppl read it
playing music for inspiration and zoning out
planning fics and never writing them
thinking its shit but ppl like it and suddenly ur imposter syndrome acts up LIKE A FUCKING BITCH
loving ur readers so so much
whoops, my hand slipped and accidentally reblogged this haha silly me-
Been thinking about painting my guitar chips. Any suggestions?