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Made a Gif of Michael going up the stairs!

Imagine ANYTHING you want that comes from this! lol

Here's a thing I made but haven't uploaded until now.

I was in my 'Shakespearean Era' emotions, and then I did that.

I thought about sharing some of my writing, but I've got this weird fear that it'll get stolen. I mean... It's not like people haven't stolen my work before and tried to pass it off as their creations.

I've had photography, artwork, and writing of mine all stolen from me where other people have claimed it as their own work, and I've had to come forward many times with the timestamps and proof. Fortunately for me, what I photograph has timestamps, dates, and locations too. I take photographs the day/night of my artwork competition and progress, which contain all of the above as my photography does, and I do the same for all of my writing in my notebooks.

I'm happy with my system, it works for me.

My first Samantha Loretta School AU animation in tumblr :D

Yes this is my OC's universe welcome!

Lemme introduce ya'll to these guys and remember, this is all fiction, do not assume all the things happen here happened in real life. Cause it just doesn't make sense and I don't wanna make some people look bad.

Person who lit up the fire again: Sir Darma (Biology teacher)

The other person wearing the blue shirt: Sir Yosua (Physics teacher)

They're both friends :D

Her name's Penne(like the noodle) , she a humanoid mutant kaiju thing, she does soup kitchen stuff when she gets the chance; in the tarnished areas in her city, there's a lot of families and people who live in such bad conditions cause y'know the government 'dont got the funds' to fix up the area, even slightly, so she and some others (including glut gutz) have to help around with making food, making/ fixing shelters in the broken sides of they're already broken down city zones. She vibin though, has trouble getting into most human elevators and stairs, hence being like, 12 ft tall.

(this is another narrative and lil world building I'm doing, mostly my take on kaiju shit and monsters appearing in cities, I could touch on it more if anyone wants to know, just ask questions)

Drowning in Silence

I remember the first time you told me you understood me. You looked me in the eyes with such intensity, claiming to know every hidden corner of my soul. I believed you. I believed in the strength of your words, in the comfort of your presence. But now, as I stare into those same eyes, I see nothing but a reflection of my pain. You can’t see the storm raging within me. You don’t see the frantic doggie paddling I’ve been doing for years just to keep my head above water.

I’m tired. The current is too strong, pulling me further and further into an abyss I can’t escape. While I’m here, drowning, struggling for each breath, all you can do is stand on the shore and tell me why I’m drowning. As if I don’t already know. As if the weight of my own failures and fears isn’t dragging me down. You shout explanations, reasons, critiques from a safe distance, oblivious to the fact that I’m too deep under to hear your voice.

I know why I’m drowning. I know every reason, every misstep, every wave that has crashed over me. What I needed was your help. I needed you to dive in, to swim out to me, to bring me to the surface so I could finally breathe. I hoped, I prayed that you’d be the one to rescue me. Yet again, I was let down. Instead of a lifeline, you threw me stones, adding to the burden I was already carrying.

Each time I leaned on you for support, you poked at wounds I was desperately trying to heal. Your words, your actions, they cut deeper than the sharpest knife, reopening scars and creating new ones. I realized that if I truly wanted to heal, I had no choice but to completely remove you from my life. It was a hard decision I had to make, because despite everything, a part of me still wished you could be the one to save me.

But I had to accept the truth. As I was drowning, you were adding more weight. You were the anchor dragging me down, not the buoy lifting me up. So, with a heavy heart and a resolve I didn’t know I possessed, I let you go. I stopped waiting for a rescue that would never come and started fighting for my own survival.

It wasn’t easy. There were days I thought I wouldn’t make it, that the current would finally pull me under for good. But slowly, painfully, I found my way to the surface. I learned to swim on my own, to navigate the waters of my life without you. And in the process, I discovered a strength within myself I never knew existed.

Now, as I stand on solid ground, I look back and see you still on the shore, still shouting your explanations and reasons. But I no longer need them. I no longer need you. I saved myself. And in doing so, I found the peace and freedom I had been searching for all along.

𝐻𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝑔𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈

Oc art again. Its the gang!