I'm gonna eventually draw you and I sleeping together (NOT IN THE ROMANTIC WAY.. Sleepover way..) but it's my persona instead of myself.
because.
Who wouldn't love this thousand yard stare..
HUH????
I got so concerned when I first read that—
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I'm gonna eventually draw you and I sleeping together (NOT IN THE ROMANTIC WAY.. Sleepover way..) but it's my persona instead of myself.
because.
Who wouldn't love this thousand yard stare..
HUH????
I got so concerned when I first read that—

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Reblogging a "Hang in there" kind of post and having a total Internet stranger react with a heartfelt thank you....
Feels like that Patch Adams moment, when he connected with a patient in a madhouse for the first time...
I find your obsession with a fictional baby creepy.
Don’t worry, Anon. I’ve seen the future, and this all works out reasonably well…
🌻
“I like the sound when it snows, its...calming”
👶 /roku6666
(I suppose his is for isami so…)
-Isami woke that day and felt different, he rubbed his eyes in a childish way, thing he did not do since he was a kid, and got out of his bed, surprised that the “fall” seemed big, soon he was walking to the bathroom and had to look up as he could not reach the sink-… - panic hit him and he ran back to his room and open the closet where he had a mirror, soon he yell in fear as he saw a kid as his reflection- AaAAAAaaaaaAaaaaaAAAAAAA!!!
Once your screaming tore the man out of his deep slumber, he had only one thing to do; walking you up. Whatever was going on in your dream, it seemed like the worst nightmare you’ve ever had. So, he seized at your shoulder and kept pushing your upper body back and forth. “Come on, wake up. It’s just a dream.” he kept telling, but not only to calm you down but also himself because the screaming was intimidating to the core. It even pushed the question aside why on earth you were next to him in bed.

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I know that feeling. Usually its not your work that's the problem. It's that your mates feel that you're too eager to be the best and know best so they and sometimes teachers, feel like telling you that you know would be a waste of time cause everyone knows you know. I know it sounds a bit harsh but I went through the same thing. I'm not saying "be nicer" but try to approach your mates in less impressive ways 😉
I appreciate your feedback on the issue and I have to admit I’m assuming anon you’re the person I was talking with privately earlier. If not, then please accept my apology. My post was basically about having a rough night at school and to be honest I really don’t go into class eager to the ‘the best’ so to speak. I allow my work to speak for itself and I don’t brag to my other classmates or ever try to make them feel like they are in competition with me or vice versa. My motto about my own work is that I’m in constant competition with myself to improve upon where I once was and continue to strive to be better and grow with my work if you will. I would never outright call myself ‘the best’ because I know I’m not the best by any means. For every great artist out there, there is another artist who is just as good if not better. In terms of my work my complaint really stemmed from an issue where I felt ignored by one person in particular, who at this point in my college career is someone that I really wish would pay more attention and help a little bit not because I think I’m ‘better’ than anyone else, but because I’ve been asking the questions and asking for help and getting ignored in the process. I didn’t really get too detailed in my response or my post because I often worry the person I was upset about might be lurking on my tumblr page and without giving any real specifics on what was going on it might’ve come off as my stomping my feet and demanding that people notice me. It’s not I swear. I was more so frustrated because I feel that I do good work, always go above and beyond and rarely ask for help because I try to figure things out on my own. Sometimes I realize that I need to step back, swallow my pride (and my social anxiety that surrounds my life) and ask for help more, but in doing so when a person like me feels like they are hit by a brick wall over and over again not really getting that help it becomes a source of frustration. That’s where I was coming from and without getting any specifics on what was going on it might be hard for someone on the outside to understand, but really that was what was going on.Thanks for offering your feedback/opinion though :) It’s nice to know that online people care!
otterpoppins said: jk reece u bomb
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u bomb also
Once you get this you need to say five things about yourself publicly then send it to ten of your followers
i SWEAR
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4. im sucky at writing hand-written letters
5. app. im mysterious and distant like a cliche bad boy is