babe are u okay ur crying about closeness lines over time by olivia de recat again
babe are u okay ur crying about closeness lines over time by olivia de recat again
ID: a digital painting of two people in medieval armor sitting in a burger joint sharing fries and a milkshake. they both have fries sticking out of the ventilation holes in their helmets and one is reaching out to add one more to their companion’s faceplate. end ID
im putting a fruit sticker on you. im sprinkling blades of grass on you. im offering wedges of my tangerine to you. etc.
Neither is there anyone - Simon Bang , 2020-21.
Danish, b. 1960 -
Acrylic on canvas , 95 x 54 cm.
It’s important to me that everyone understands that if you’ve got an autistic friend who periodically sends you pictures/videos/whatever of your Thing, because they know you’re into it… They love you.
Now don’t get me wrong, It may not necessarily be romantic love, they might not want to run off to a little farm in Montana where you’ll be married forever and raise little sheeps…
But they definitely love you. And they’re so happy when they spot a post about X and go “ooh, my friend likes X! I’ll send it to them!”.
Because they love you and want you to be happy.
Happiness is stored in the 3am discord DM of a link to a Tumblr post of a cute raccoon
Neurotypical people might do this too for the same reason, but I can’t speak for them. I don’t understand how they work.
I wish wizards were real so bad imagine coming out of a wal mart and seeing some guy with long robes and a big hat in the parking lot surrounded by wacky particle effects screaming some shit like “By the moon and the starlight, by the shield and the sword, I summon to me, my Honda Accord!” And then just getting into his car and driving off
Sword of Justice from Solingen, Germany, circa 1670-1700.
as soon as the internet decided depression and anxiety were the everyman mental illnesses and therefore not to be taken seriously we were all fucked tbh bc the fact that i have to feel embarrassed to admit i have debilitating anxiety because people will think im just an uwu dont call me out coward is ridiculous. its insane that i have to clarify that my depressive episodes are like life threatening and not whatever dipshit dumbed down idea of depression people seem to have like oh yeah i just wanna watch netflix and eat ice cream and not text people back. like bro i think im the devil
like maybe depression and anxiety are household names now but they do still kill people. like. theres a reason they fucking kill people.