Fire and blood

i never hit reblog so fast in my life

me whenever a drawing doesnt go my way: that’s it. i lost all talent. i’m no longer able to make art. i peaked. this is it. this is the end of days

Remember, you don’t have to feel all of these to understand

-Having people say you like someone as a way to gross that someone out -Never quite trusting anyone. -Having people ask you out as a dare -”They’re only making fun of you ‘cause they’re jealous!” -”He’s only mean to you ‘cause he’s got a crush on you!” -Having to deal with bullshit ‘zero tolerance’ policies

-being told you’ll be happy in college only to discover that people don’t change -believing that if you’re not way more successful and happier than everyone who ever bullied you then you’re worthless and they’ve won -constantly evaluating yourself looking for the thing that made the abuse happen and falling into a spiral of self-loathing -never quite being able to believe you didn’t deserve it somehow -constantly expecting it to happen again and so never properly relaxing into any situation

- being told that you’re imagining it, that those people are really nice - being expected to respect your bullies by everyone because of their social position - being invited to join a group only to be the target of their insults and mockery - having half-chewed food rubbed in your hair and juice poured into your bags - waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for it all to happen again and inevitably driving people away because you are too paranoid and wary

-not being able to describe to new friends just how bad it was -being deathly afraid people just won’t believe you -seeing the people who bullied you grow to be Really Good People, but they’ve never apologized -seeing the people who bullied you grow to be Really Bad People and everybody says they always knew they were an ass, but never helped you out -not being able to talk about past experiences because you already feel like a burden to your friends with too much baggage -not being able to ask someone out for fear they’d say yes only out of pity -letting seemingly little things get to you because they throw you right back into the days where everything was really bad

-Being unable to relate to anyone without thinking they are secretly laughing behind your back -Not being able to take a compliment without thinking it’s a joke. -Not being able to take a joke. People think you are an irritable person, but in truth you are just tired for having been insulted so many times in your life, you just want people to stop rubbing that wound. -Becoming dependent on someone else to live your social life. Without this person you’d rather stay home alone, because you feel too defenceless and the others will surely devour you as if you were a deer between lions. -You’re a fully grown adult, but you’re still afraid of crossing that park when you’re alone. -It’s the last day of school, everyone is sad and crying because they will part ways. You just wait for it to be over and hope that the next period of your life will be better. Off without any of them. -Also, some of the above are painstakingly accurate. “Having people ask you out as a dare” Yeah, I remember that. -Realizing the few happy memories of your childhood that you can recall, are the very few moments when someone accidentally treated you like a normal person. This probably hurts more than it should.

- “just man up”

by Jim Benton

OMG THE TINY PLEASED EXPRESSION ON THAT LEMON’S FACE

It’s so happy to finally have been summoned. Let the lemon have his moment.