You Know How If You Think About It Most Songs, Sounds, Concepts And People Have Some Kind Of Colour Associated

You know how if you think about it most songs, sounds, concepts and people have some kind of colour associated with them that varies from person to person? Yeah anyway this is my interpretation of Softcore by The Neighborhood

Did i get it right?

In honour of the fact that high school is soon, here’s some of my favourite/memorable moments from junior high

Seventh grade:

That one time i spent twenty minutes hiding in a bathroom because someone i knew was around the corner in the hallway.

The April to June phase when I disassociated so hard i was viewing my life from above. Like no joke I was floating outside my body.

The time that I went to school high (weed, don’t ask, hated every minute) and my friend told me never to do that again in possibly the most serious tone I’ve ever heard him speak.

The rumours that I killed somebody, who was very much alive.

The moment where I went “Oh fuck I am not straight” while a girl friend explained music to me for a half hour.

Eighth Grade

September when I decided to reinvent my entire personality (i was lying)

The time me and my friend went on an angry rant about politics and organized a protest and then never did anything

Writing classmates into a murder game

Chatting about the mating cycles of spiders for some reason

The same friend who said not to smoke weed telling me I should smoke weed

The time i made a your mom joke to a girl whos mom was dead (accidentally!)

The like three month long suicidal rant I went on in a journal that I found like ten minutes ago that inspired this post.

The fact that I had a boyfriend wtf i forgot about that.

The fact that a bunch of kids started a fight club.

I remember a while ago i said we should have official Tumblr sexy women, and I stand by that but if she isn’t included i will bite

I love her a normal amount

Edit: I saw that tumblr sexywomen was a tag already so I decided to go see who they were. Don’t click on it it’s porn. Unfortunately.

I can unfortunately only express emotions accurately through music unfortunately I can’t write lyrics so me trying to emotions looks like:

This sucks/is good

I should write a song about it

Ooh song name

Three words that don’t fit the vibe

The paper rots in my closet for years

The day psychiatric professionals decide to explain what the alphabet soup means is the day I have victory over the world. Because like yes, I knew I was diagnosed with the things but I didn’t lnow what most of that meant til AFTER I wasn’t seeing a psychiatrist for three years.

Like did you know a symptom of ocd is obsessive thoughts? Or anxiety can include a fun bit of hypochondria, and is in fact NOT the “i cant talk to people ” disorder i thought it was? And that hey, these actually have an effect on how a person’s life is, like say they get really bad headaches and acetaminophen totally exists and works but hey those fun obsessive thoughts and anxiety say not to take them because you might get addicted and die?

WHO WOULD HAVE FUCKING GUESSED

Okay, I said art today so your getting art today.

Headshots for my main three stories. Full body and chapter one of Envy’s Angel coming very soon.

Wanted to make a little avatar of myself, but I look quite like some dude just existing so I made this to be my little self insert.

Redrew Gene, spent too long on this.

NIGHT! Finally figured out her sweater, its a crochet version of starry night.

Holy fuck I have so many characters now.

Thing I drew for my brother.

Had an idea for a crack comic about Clover’s “real parents” being Lucifer and Alastor because he was based on them. Might drop some lore for the Therapy group idea. It has drifted slowly away from its danganrompa esque roots. Yay.