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Brain Soup

I am a writer.

I swear.

I promise myself: I am a writer!

But my words are stuck.

I don’t think in monologue.

I think in abstract ideas without real words.

I think in colours.

Synesthesia and neurodivergence on paper hints at delicately built structures supporting the colours that move like swirling, shimmering mist inside my brain.

No.

Never have I just one isolated, traceable thought — against my will, every one flutters by on erratic wings, overwhelmed by so many others. Could you keep your eye trained on a single monarch butterfly in a migrating swarm?

My thoughts are strobe lights — echoing, pounding, deep vibrations that reverberate off the walls of my skull in primary colours.

They float like soft, hazy clouds that wistfully blur the sky with creamy lavender, glittering magenta, electric peach, and yearning forget-me-not blue. So full of stories, beckoning me to tell them. My earnest hand strains its tendons, returning with nothing to show for the desperation with which I extended my reach.

They pool at the top of a dark room, iron shades of smoke billowing out of my ears, daring me to latch onto them with a foolish grip. The cloud mocks me from above, choking me with my own sheer volume of intangibility.

I know so badly what I want to say. What I need to say. What I have to say or else I might die.

But none of the words to say it.

My thoughts are a glossy, sticky honey — a glistening liquid with flecks of sunlight, flowing leisurely towards the small opening of its glass container. They are an infuriating, sluggish tar — a languid sludge rolling across the backroads carved into my brain.

Syrup or grease, they ooze with unrivalled lethargy, clogging the channels in which they travel before ever becoming.

But I am a writer, I promise myself.

I am.

I swear.

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lightbluefog

no one is more invested in the kendrick and drake beef than this mf right here:

i just know he has an encyclopedic knowledge of the entire timeline and will bring it up at any opportunity

Oh I love him.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧’?

[ 𝒋𝒖𝒋𝒖𝒕𝒔𝒖 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅-𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝒈𝒐𝒋𝒐 ]

inumaki 🍙

the yipees 🥺

This post isn't staying up for very long but I need to put this out in the ether. Because when it's outside of my brain, the universe is forced to know of my suffering.

My period cramps...

ARE GOING TO KILL ME ONE DAY I STFG.

MY BODY IS WREAKING HAVOC AND CALAMITY ON ITSELF. I AM THE HOLLOW SHELL OF A ONCE BRILLIANT STAR. THE DECAYED REMAINS OF A SUN THAT, MILLENNIA PAST, DIED A GLOURIOUS DEATH IN SUCH A VIOLENT BURST OF LIGHT THAT IT TOUCHED THE VERY EDGE OF THE CLOTH THAT IS TIME AND SPACE, DESTROYING EVERYTHING IN ITS WAKE.

EVERY MONTH.

anyway. that was dramatic. and nothing to do with my blog at all. but there you have it.

𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢!

*𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁.*

Christmas if Gojo, Shoko and Geto had been able to raise Megumi, Tsumiki, Nanako and Mimiko together (Featuring Nanami)

please, give it back

Shiro wanna go home... (っ- ‸ - ς)

don't go Nanamin don't go

“When Satoru Gojo was born…the balance of the world was altered.”

Fushiguro Megumi moodboard🖤

Itadori Yuuji Moodboard❤️

satosugu, requested by @artbyerry

Nanami owning a “husband of the year” mug is all that’s been eating away at my brain.

part 1 of the fic

You, every night.

I’ve never felt so ill in my life.

(This is writen and drawn by gege btw)

Jujutsu Kaisen Twitter Posts

(Ft: Megumi Fushiguro, Nobara Kugisaki, Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, Toge Inumaki, Panda)

Made idk how many drafts last year and forgot to post them

he was forced to wear the hat

mister “i couldn't wear a heartfelt smile in this world" when he's with gojo

toge inumaki #brbchasingdreams

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