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If you don't care or know about this blog you can just move on :3

(Note: I did not pre-read this bc I am lazy sorry if I repeat myself somewhere)

Music plays a large role in films yes, and maybe my opinion will change after I go to see it in a few days, but I've never been torn from a film over ONE song. There are plenty of movies with songs or scores that I don't particularly care for but it never takes me out of the movie. To me the cover is simply a reason people are being misogynistic towards supergirl bc... she's a girl.

SHOCKER!! female superheroes exist! You can't complain about female superheroes being boring or dull in media and then complain about good rep. I've also seen ppl bitch about minor male superheroes being adapted into women, for instance: taskmaster.

Not totally logging, I'm going to be making another acc for art and characters. A blog who's soul purpose will be getting me to draw more and exploring character designs.

This blog inparticular has been fueling insecurities of mine and it's effecting my mental health. I thought I had gotten over these insecurities but I haven't and it's just not healthy for me to continue scrolling / running this blog in my current state.

I'm not sure if I'm going to delete this blog or leave it up, I would like to come back after some work but I'm not sure when that would happen. For now this blog will stay up but inactive.

For any mutuals or followers that would like to stay in contact just dm me and I'll share my discord, or you can find my art Instagram @dogt33thbleed or new art tumbler

I know people love me. I know I have people that care and share my interests and enthusiasm and want me happy. But it is so hard to remind myself when every day I wake up to people who hate me. Who see me as nothing but a burden and a house maid.

I feel so silly when I ask but I never regret asking. It just feels so nice, resting on someone. Being vulnerable and yet feeling safe. Not feeling embarrassed or childish. Having all my insecurities and anxieties momentarily wash away when they start to play with my hair.

Maybe she's working, maybe she's reading or watching a show. And maybe she's doing nothing at all. It doesn't matter.