hating a ship is one thing. hating a ship that involves your favorite character that is also their most popular pairing, that pollutes every space around them and being unable to escape it especially when your oomfs like it, is another kind of hell
anyone else have a mental list of all the art you want to make but you never seem to get the time/energy and the list keeps getting bigger and its so overwhelming like a weight when it shoULD BE FUN TO DRAW
Wild how itโs so very obvious that my putting so much effort into understanding other people is partly an outward projection of my own loneliness from never being fully understood - only ever in parts - and yet I canโt remember anyone ever verbalizing figuring that out
I find it strange that people often treat our anger as our โtrue colors.โ As if every moment we spend being kind, patient, and loving is somehow less real. Why are we so often defined by our worst moments instead of all the good we consistently bring into the world? A bad day or an angry reaction shouldnโt erase the person weโve shown ourselves to be every other day.