your booteyhole is your beautyhole

hey guys

i don’t post much anymore. there are a ton of reasons why.

after my father died, i just kind of lost interest. during that week of shiva, i didn’t use the internet. i kind of realized how much i really didn’t need to use it. so, after shiva ended, i just… kind of left. my dad’s death played a big part in that. for a long time i wasn’t interested in anything. sometimes i still struggle.

sometimes i really miss this place, sometimes i don’t. i miss hetalia, i miss talking about liechtenstein and sharing my love for her. i miss the friends i’ve made.

but i don’t miss the toxicity. i don’t miss the disgusting anti-semitism, the tucute movement, and tumblr’s radicalized, asinine ideals. i don’t miss logging on seeing another post about why x central european hetalia character is now black and how you’re wrong if you disagree, or why shaving your legs means you’re a tool of the mighty patriarchy, or how you can choose to be trans, and how you’re ‘truscum’ if you dare transition.

sometimes i look at the little tumblr icon on my phone and wonder if maybe i should come back. maybe things have gotten better, maybe i’m ready to get back into what i loved before.

but honestly, i don’t know. i don’t think i’ll ever stop posting on this blog permanently, but i don’t know if i’ll ever jump back in 100%.