We talk about Yaoi hands but I need everyone to stop what theyre doing and look at this shrunken head beefy shouldered dude.

What the fuck?

I am in so much fucking pain. I just want to sleep.

To be so tired all the time. Took a few benadryl. Can't be in pain if I'm unconscious. Hopefully it helps.

The bullshit they don't tell you about depression

Just finished the last Supernatural episode and written words were just not enough. I also got a text that interrupted my video, but this is totally how I feel. Jesus Fuck Writers get it together. 

My heart cannot handle all of this. Damian is jealous of the potential new baby. Afraid that if he's not the baby that Dick won't have time for him. Won't love him enough or be there for him. Besides Alfred, Dick is the most important person in his life. Yea he's always talking big about his dad but in the end that really is just talk. What he feels? Damian loves Dick the most. Looks up to Dick the most. And probably respects him the most too. Dick is the one who gave him a chance to be a robin at his side. Who guided him and helped him grow. He listens to Damian. He loves him. Whenever it's been a long time between visits Damian will jump right into Dick's arms. Because he knows he can. Dick will catch him. Will love him constantly and not be a disappointment. If Dick moves away to Bludhaven and starts a new family with shawn and they have a baby, where would that leave Damian? Dick wouldn't be able to run back for him. He wouldn't be the most important person in his family anymore. And Damian needs to feel like he's someone's number one. Damian is pleading for Dick's life. For him to come back. Not only to the present to get him out of whatever trance he's in. But also to come back to HIM. He was Damian's partner and brother first. And he still needs him. Break my heart already that would be damn kinder.

Is anybody else like me and you get some ibuprofen, Benadryl or like cough medicine or whatever for yourself because you need it

but then you put it down somewhere next to yourself and just look at it for a while. Like, you got up because you NEEDED this in the moment but for whatever the hell reason you do not take it right away. And then 10 min later when you’re still in pain, or awake, or coughing up a lung you’re like, “huh.” I should probably take this now. Like yes idiot self. This was the plan 10 minutes ago. I don’t know why you thought you could absorb it through fucking osmosis. 

You know what is popular and I still don’t get?

When it’s a movie or TV show and it’s someone’s birthday. So everyone is coming to the party and they show up with a WRAPPED gift. And as they hand it to the birthday boy/girl they’re like, 

Why bother wrapping it if you’re going to TELL THEM what the present is? This isn’t the first time I’ve seen this. But every time it happens I’m like, 

Me watching last nights episode of the flash today: 

Episode ends, preview starts: “On April 19th...” 

We literally JUST came back from a hiatus. We got 2 new episodes and now we have to wait AGAIN? The hell CW? The fucking hell?

Things I should be doing:

Things I am currently doing: 

Why the hell am I always so tired except when I need to be?

When I wake up I can barely keep my eyes open. 

About an hour into my work day I’m already yawning 

Around lunch time I’m ready for a nap, even if it means twisting myself around a chair

When I leave work I’m ready to pass out 

But then, as soon as I step foot into my house it’s like a second wind 

Then I spend my afternoon doing whatever, messing around on the internet, reading comics, or doing errands or whatever. Then it’s a decent time for me to sleep.And my brain is like. 

And I’m like. Yes the fuck you do. And I feel like i’m raising a child and I have to force myself to sleep. But even then I stay up and turn on Netflix or something. Or just lay there and think about stuff, story ideas, the meaning of life, whatever. 

Then. I finally. Finally fall asleep. 

And then the alarm goes off.

And the whole process starts over again. 

Why can’t  go to sleep at a respectable hour, get my 8 hours of sleep, and be refreshed and ready to start the day? What would that feel like? 

What is this crap?

Fucking excuse me. Never hit a post limit before. What is this crap? Why the hell are there even limits? I’m being punished for using your website? Explain this to me please.