starting a collection #blackmold
The fact that this is pretty much canon is hilarious
Hi
fucking insane to me that people can be mean to kids. this thing is four to five shoe boxes tall and youre shouting at it ?? ? what is your damage the mf just got here.
I don't know yall, but I genuinely wish you the best of luck in your endeavors! We're in this shit together...
Adults are always so concerned about me doing extracurriculars.
But-but you have bad grades because you don't do your homework!
Hate to break it to you, but that homework wouldn't be done even if I didn't have rehearsal
But you keep complaining about being in pain!
Yes, and I handle it. I'd still be in pain anyways.
But you aren't sleeping or eating enough!
True, but I'm working on it. It would be the same if I weren't in theatre
But you obviously shouldn't be doing this thing you like because you're a mess and you have other things that you should do!
Look. If I weren't doing theatre or extra choir stuff, I still would be mostly the same. I wouldn't do my busy work homework that I don't need to do to learn. I would be in pain having to move around and do things and live my life. I would have problems with self care, and mental health, and schoolwork.
But one thing that would be different? I wouldn't be as happy.
Theatre and singing have always been the best things in my life. I've made so many friends and become so much more confident in myself. I feel so amazing getting to do all these things. The only thing taking that away would accomplish is making me miserable.
I wouldn't be focusing more on my schoolwork. I'd be focusing more on the big chunk of my soul that was just ripped out. I wouldn't be magically cured of my physical and mental ailments. I would just have no reason to get out of bed in the morning anymore, or do anything productive or meaningful.
Trying to take away my happiness is not an effective solution. That's how I end up back in and out of the hospital every two months.
I made one post with one tag about having issues eating, and now my feed is full of photos of really thin women listed as 'inspiration'. Does anyone know how to block these tags, because I really don't need this right now.
I was out this this cute girl and I think we were really hitting it off, then she asked what kind of comics I make. I told her, and then as she looked at them on her phone, recognition came over her face.
Her: "oh...OH MY GOD... ARE YOU THE BIKE CUCK GUY???"
Me: "Y-yeah..."
Her: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"
Her: "WAIT, HOLD ON, I GOTTA SHOW MY FRIENDS THIS."
She asked the people at the table behind us if she could borrow one of their phones for a second to pull up something on the browser. Then she held their phone somewhat in front of hers and took a photo of me along with it.
I never asked for the photo so here is my approximate recreation of what I think it looked like:
She was busy texting seemingly all of her friends as we finished our meals and stood up, when I decided to pipe up again.
Me: "Um, y-you know wh-what would make the happiness in the world increase..."
She looked up from her phone with a sly smile.
Her: "What?"
Me: "I-if...if we k-- um, kissed..."
Her amused smile slowly descended into an absolutely indiscernible neutral expression.
then, after a pause
it rose again into a smile
Her: "You... are so cute. Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you."
I closed my eyes tight, and gently puckered my lips, bracing for a kiss.
Then she slapped my ass so hard that there is still a palm print on it.
There are no words that I could ever use to fully describe how much I hate the US healthcare system.
I'm a teenager. I should be worrying about the grade I'm gonna get on my math test, not if asking to go to the doctor for the excruciating pain in my legs will make it so my family can't afford food.
I shouldn't be feeling guilty for going to the hospital for mental health care four times two years ago. I should feel happy that I'm in a better place because I've made progress, not because it means I won't make my parents spend money on that anymore.
I should be able to be a teenager. I'd love a life without health issues, but I know that's not possible. What is possible is a world where I can focus on getting better without even thinking twice about asking for care. A world where people don't end up dying because they can't afford treatment. A world where I'm worried about my condition because it's not good for me, not because I don't want my family to struggle financially.
Silly phone, you're not detecting an analog audio accessory, you're detecting soup, from the bowl of soup I dropped you in.
it’s so funny when people are like “being nice is free” and “kindness costs nothing” and then they are the worst fucking person you have ever met
I have absolutely no idea what this blog will hold. random thoughts? art? stories? probably just whatever comes to mind. you can call me Iris. she/her
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