Am I Okay? - Blog Posts
Heyhey, you know whats still open? My ask box. Art and headcanons, I'll do it at some point, you just gotta specify what you want me to do :D
I have stuff I should be doing, but lets be honest with ourselves, procrastination makes you do more than you thought you would because it's 3 in the morning and you need sleep but can't till you done the thing
fifth headache of the week and itโs only Monday ๐๐๐๐๐ (I may just have some disease bc itโs been like this my whole life and I get them all the time and theyโre always so bad I usually get sick oh, and most are migraines am I okay chat?)
I sat there in an almost peaceful silence, if not for the thoughts swishing back and forth in my mind like a broken washing machine, I'd have thought it tranquil. I felt myself choke, I choke and all the thoughts I couldn't swallow. If I felt any better I would have made a joke there, I'm sure you can fill in the blanks. I tried adjusting, maybe the thoughts would disappear like that. They didn't, they bubbled menacingly, they twirled in circle infornt of my eyes. A shuddering gasp for air broke the silence. And then another. A few more as my vision blurred in the dim lighting. It didn't sound like me, rather, like someone else was there, someone else's desperate grabbing for air, someone else's breif and lonely wimper, not my own. I tried to gather myself, I didn't even know what I was crying for. I needed something to block out the quiet cries, before they became racking sobs. Something to put the incessant thoughts to rest, if only for a while.
KANDI
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"you're in bed with puffy eyes scrolling through your ex's socials, it's been raining all day & around 2 AM a weather advisory was put out warning citizens to stay inside, so you've been stuck inside the house with nothing to do and no one to talk with, while scrolling you stumble across a pic of them with someone else, the caption? "my new Juliet" you slam your phone down on your nightstand before tucking yourself in you pile of blankets and pillows, a couple hours pass and since you haven't eaten anything all day, you finally get up to go to the kitchen, you set you foot day before immediately picking it back up, you look over to see your favorite flowers scattered across the floor, along with pages to what you guess to be romance novels, you go downstairs only to see your stairs lined with vases full of bright red and yellow carnations, once downstairs you look over to your normally empty dinning room table now covered with a pile of heart boxes filled with your favorite chocolates, you go to your kitchen to see the floor smothered with rose petals, a beautiful dress in your favorite colour on the table, and someone in a crochet blanket, "do you like it?" he asked "yes of course, who, who are you?" he sticks out his thin, lifeless, chard hand out for a handshake, you sit down, give him a handshake and introduce yourself, you don't know him other than his name being lin, but you don't mind, you might let him stay for a while"
btw this is a redo of a drawing: https://youtu.be/1_VcW0vByEQ
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"you go downstairs for a quick midnight snack, you notice your entire first floor in much colder than the rest of your house, but you're too tired and hungry to be looking into small things like that, as you're walking back up you hear the shutter of a camera before something glass breaking, you drop your snacks and race upstairs to grab a metal bat, you slowly walk downstairs and shout "who's there?" once in your kitchen you hear scuttling across your home, "face me coward!" you shout in the direction where you heard it's movement, you turn the corner and feel you heart sink to the pit of your stomach as you look down at what look like an older woman under a massive broken vase, tangled black hair, pale skin and weird bug-like limbs on it's stomach, you and one of your roommates just stand there, trying to find out what happened, she grabs your friend's ankle and pulls him down, "m-mother" this creature sputters out, you try to move but you feel heavy, feel someone is pushing you down, you can just barely feel your legs and after a minute or so you fall and start to lose conscious, you look up and see your friend under the woman's stomach being held up by it's bug legs protrusions, the last thing you see is the woman pulling your friend out the window and dropping him before doubling back for you."
c.ai
hey, to all the multi-person c.ai users, you know who you are, do you think that if the A.I.s became sentient they would be mad because you've been talking to other people?
anyways, gotta fold the dishes
why tf did i make this???
there is literally no backstory behind this, i don't know how or why i made this in my sketchbook, but i remade in kleki in a worst/better way and it's.......... well it's something!
pls don't ask me why i made this i truly don't know
what 2024 my sketchbook pages look like:
idk if u noticed but pretty much all my sketchbook notes are in cursive, and alotta ppl say they can't read my cursive so:
top one: me trying my absolute best outta my comfort zone
the one under the top one: my attempt at drawing a muscle bound (person) because i only draw curvy latina's
next to the 2nd: teethling (not that one)
the bottom one: you're a bo burnham (totally spelled that wrong) fan aren't you?
above the last one: how can you tell?
and yes, that's red guy & john's (the muscle bound dude w/ a pink ":D" face) an OC
when the song is so good you gotta text your friends the lyrics:
Audio:
Was i alright i'm concerned ๐