The Real Reason He Was Gone For Seven Years.

The real reason he was gone for seven years.

I would never survive living in an apartment [complex] because I'm too loud. I'm an introvert and I hate people (that has nothing to do with being introverted or AroAce. I just don't like people) but I'm loud as hell. I'm constantly being told to be quieter and I'm usually aware of my volume.

I would rather die than live in a place surrounded by strangers on all sides and having to constantly talk like I'm backstage during rehearsals.

I break out into song randomly throughout all hours of the day and night. When I get excited or feel strong, positive emotions, I make loud happy noises. Most of my shoes have heels on them. I also talk to myself because no one irl listens to me.

Honestly, dying is a better (and frankly more affordable) option than having to go against everything I am.

Anyway, who wants to live in a Victorian style house with me and my cats and garden (and maybe a dog) out in either the Scottish Highlands, the Rockie Mountains or the Appalachian Mountains? It'll be a bitch to get the money to buy or build, but it'll be totally worth it.

(And because I'm picky, this offer only goes out to my fellow Aros and Aces and AroAces because we need a place to be ourselves without people shaming us. We need a place to be safe)

Thanks for putting my crisis into words

it’s hard to prove stereotypes wrong when:

you’re ace and like garlic bread and cake

you’re autistic and you like pokemon

you’re aromantic and you feel like everything you planned for your future is crumbling under the fact that you’ll never find love and you’ll never get married and everyone around you will eventually find partners and you’ll be left alone with what? a cat? your books? and you’re just craving affection and love, even if it’s just platonic but it will always feel weird to others and eventually you’ll be an adult and everyone will be too busy to hang out with you and when you’ll die there will be no one to remember how you were in the comfort of your home when you thought no one was looking, only the vague and distant memory of the mask you put up when you met up with them once every 5 years and there is absolutely nothing you can do about it

you watch the life series and you listen to the crane wives

Oh no....my mind is running with ideas. May I use this as inspo??????

After an explosion at the military headquarters…

This is the bloody draw i mentioned yesterday that i was working on. Earlier today i almost had a heart attack ‘cause my Paintool Sai wouldn’t open no matter what i did and my brother tried to help but nothing worked…i ended up uninstalling it and getting a portable version, but because of that i lost my brushes and only got the base ones *pulls hair*

Well, anyways, i was thankfully able to finish this and post it now.

Roy’s trying to help Ed get up, but i don’t think neither of them are in condition to get on their feet lol.

And yeah, Ed most likely fucked up his right arm on the accident considering his shitty luck XD

Huh… hope you guys like it ^^’

My right leg is in so much pain, but the eppy kitty sleeps

I need to pee.

My cat laid next to me.

I thought I could get away with moving, but she got more comfortable and laid on my leg.

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It's raining. I wanna go outside and watch the rain (if iring that it's 20:32) but Mittens (my cat) is still asleep on my leg

I need to pee.

My cat laid next to me.

I thought I could get away with moving, but she got more comfortable and laid on my leg.

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