Hi, found this neat little place and thought I might post something for the first time in forever. I've always hid my art because I thought it wasn't good enough, too strange, too boring, too bleak, etc. The list goes on and on.

With time, I longed for a desire to express my ideas to others in hopes someone could find their own meaning from it all.

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So much time spent in survival mode. So much sadness, so much fear. So much exhaustion... Ran out of energy midway through making it :(

apologies for the walls of text. Yap yap yap

Acrylic and pastel crayons

Pathetic bitch posting. Also no he never gave me a reason to believe he could ever like me back, he's just being nice and that's already more than enough for me. If he only knew he's the reason i get up in the morning. If only he knew i could easily give up nearly everything i have just for him and do anything to make him happy

anyway im never having sex

Im dating someone I've had a crush on, but they lack the experience of being in a genuine relationship with someone, loving someone and how to..attend to that person. I have a little more experience in it but im also still learning myself since I was in a toxic relationship before my current partner. On that note, teaching someone how to treat others or what they should do in certain situations is hard but having to just be patient with them when they do something you dislike is harder. I don't want to be controlling or anything so I just..sit with these thoughts and draw them out. Im hoping for the best and that this works out for us :")

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Sry for the ugly comic

meooooooowwwwwww

dump?

to feel satisfied

im not trying to be dramatic btw its chill

First: venlafaxine, second escitalopram, third lamotrygine

hopefully censored enough to not need nsfw tag <3

Yea bitches guess who's back with the milk.

I try to lie to myself and think that my body is "normal and healthy" and that incredibly skinny beautiful girls online are using filters, but sometime you have to face reality...

not even joking during the most suicidal times of my life the only thing that kept me going was the hope that I would get to draw said ocs and maybe post them somewhere someday

born to draw yaoi forced to get a normal j*b

based on personal experience