It Feels Like Someone Crawling Through My Brain Tugging On Various Bits And Pieces ()

it feels like someone crawling through my brain tugging on various bits and pieces (⁠๑﹏⁠๑)

Reddit people, just to be clear, there is no weird thing about spam liking or rbing as you look through someone's blog. In fact, MOST love when you do

What made you like coffee so much?

the flavor :)

Head full of innocence

were all just a bunch of creatures communicating on our silly little computers :3

Are you a creature

yeah i think i am a creature a little bit maybe :333

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everywhere i go on this site, i keep having beautiful artwork bombard me from all directions, and it's starting to make that feeling inside me - that i really really ought to pick up a brush, learn how to make music, get back into modding, figure out a story, just do something creative again - ache horribly

like there's a part of my soul that's been demanding to express itself all this time, and because i've been starving it and burying myself in silly little memes and political bullshit, it kinda forgot what it wanted all along

and it got weaker and weaker, easier and easier to ignore

but now i'm here and that part of my soul sees people being creative and expressing themselves rather than just recycling the same memes over and over (sorry 196, but you can't deny it for a second), and now that it remembers what it was demanding all this time, it's grabbing me by the throat and screaming in my face:

"you stupid bitch, you could've been doing this, you could've been enriching yourself, you could've been happy all this fucking time. you know this. you fucking know this. the only times you were truly happy were when you working on your mods, creating something good, bringing something to the world that other people genuinely loved. so WHY THE FUCK DID YOU STOP? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"

and i have no good answer.

and i don't really know what to do about that.

i mean, do something of course, but...

i dunno.

and that's not really a satisfying answer, is it?

im gods weakest faggot