I love reading my previous posts that i forgor what I said because sometimes it’s like, a devastating and expressive discussion about memories, nuance in relationships, and self-compassion.
And other times, it’s like. “Who up housing their md 😛”
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I love reading my previous posts that i forgor what I said because sometimes it’s like, a devastating and expressive discussion about memories, nuance in relationships, and self-compassion.
And other times, it’s like. “Who up housing their md 😛”

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I know this is sudden, but if you have a Wattpad account, please report an old story of mine called The Promised Neverland x Reader on my old account 'promisedneverlan'—its an old story I wrote when I was 11, and had some rather weird shit normalized to me from a young age.
The reason I am asking this is because the story in question has some questionable shit I wrote in there while having terrible content normalized to me from a young age—and though I did not actually know what any of the weird terms I used meant until I grew older—it still reminds me of what I went through. Due to this, I would like it if it were deleted, but I cannot delete it due to not having access to my old account./gen
I know this is sudden, but I really don't wanna have something that reminds me of my own trauma standing in my legacy as a writer—and I would rather the story not be up anymore. If it is no trouble to you, please tell Wattpad about the story itself so it can be deleted. I don't want it to be up anymore, and I don't like being reminded of my past or my trauma. /gen
cw: mentions of proshipping & darkshipping.
My reasons as to why I don't want Proshippers & Darkshippers to interact with me.
Not sure if I should be proud or disappointed in myself because my secret piss kink blog grew more in 3 days than my art blog did in 3 MONTHS 😭
But... well, I DO draw a lot of kinky art. So maybe I'll get inspired to draw cute women (and maybe cute men, too) pissing themselves <3 how'd you guys feel about seeing piss art?
I write a lot too, and I'm working on a fanfic about a cute Pokémon villain lady accidentally pissing her panties in front of her scary boss... and then getting her soaked cunt fucked really good, and used as his urinal <3
I wonder if anyone here would enjoy reading that, even if you guys might not be familiar with the characters?
I mostly focus on Pokémon art, but will draw any fandom/original characters. Besides piss, I'm also REALLY into tentacles, monster fucking and other fun stuff ^^ so maybe I'll be brave enough to link my art socials here.
I feel kinda "evil" for trying to market my art, but honestly?
I'm so poor, that when I go take a shower, I need to smack the showerhead a few times with a broomstick, or else the water won't heat.
Then I need to grab a pair of pliers to open the faucet, because it's broken and there's NO way to spin it otherwise, and I don't even have the money to replace THAT.
My "garage" is just a piece of canvas tied over the place where I park my car. When the wind blows too hard, it rips, and I need to tie that thing all over again. Or get a whole new canvas.
I'm selling some of my fancy clothes so I can pay my bills.
Also, one of my cats is getting old and she needs expensive food, because she can't chew the normal dry food, and believe me, I'll starve MYSELF before I allow any of my pets to face hunger.
...I think I'm ALLOWED to try making a bit of money out of my art without feeling bad for it, right?

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My Aunt and Uncle's house is currently caught within the wildfire.
The fire spread so quickly they had no time but to grab their cats and leave.
But sure, climate change isn't real. The almost 3,000 acre fire burning down my life long hime city has nothing to do with the rising global temperatures and the unpredictable weather.
We had minimal rain fall this year. We had no winter. Our forests are dry and easy to burn, and now the whole area is ablaze.
People are losing homes. People very well might die.
But sure. None of this matters.
I went on a trip to Europe not too long ago, which made me really wish that I had an actual professional camera (which I’ve been wanting to get for a while) rather than just my shitty iPhone camera. Though, interestingly enough, the things I wanted to photograph most weren’t the historical landmarks or the beautiful nature landscapes (though I wanted to take pictures of those too). No, the things that I wanted to photograph the most was the graffiti. I saw graffiti saying “Free Gaza” on a wall in Italy, and I saw graffiti saying “ACAB” in a subway station in Germany. It reminded me that all across the world, there are people who all are fighting for justice and equality. We really aren’t so different after all, are we.