#daydreamer

At this point my definition of “going to bed” is just lying down and stopping myself from sleeping because I wanna daydream.

I see posts about people being like “I treat my para’s like shit LOL” and over here like???? how??? They give you joy and love and you go “haha fuck you”?

My favourite para is seven years older than I am and my brother and I’m scared to even give him OCD and y’all are torturing yours and shit

To be clear, I’m not parashaming, I’m just in shock

I just got broken up with (on Friday) and my MaDD has been going off even more ever since. I fucking hate this.

Specific para: Why do you cling to me? Why did you choose meto daydream all those lovey situations about? What makes me special.

Me: …

Me: I just want to feel like I’m someone’s favourite for once.

No, no, don’t come in here, this is my daydream sphere.

Seriously, don’t come in, I’m daydreaming and if you talk to me I’ll lose track of where I am.

Actual footage of me discovering a song that I can use in my daydreams to pretend I wrote to portray my trauma:

Shhh I’m developing a second paracosm where I’m Gordon Ramsay’s assistant don’t talk to me

When someone’s mad at you and you’re so upset over it you can’t daydream:

When your parents finally let you get a pet fish after begging to get one because your paraself has one:

How is everyone gonna spend their Halloween with their para’s this year?

Would everyone like a “Things to do to feel closer to your paracosm” list?

If you would want it, tell me and I’ll tag you in the post :)

OK SO, @sugarcoatedsadism, here’s my paracosm (sorry, this will be long, don’t feel obligated to read the entire thing):

I live in Tulsa, Oklahoma with my three older brothers, Darry, Sodapop, and Ponyboy (yes I know these are funny names) after our parents died in a car crash. Sodapop and Ponyboy are their real names. Says so on their birth certificates.

(Photo of my brothers for reference)

Darry (right) is the oldest; he’s my favourite of my brothers, he’s extremely overprotective and he’s grown up too fast after having to take care of us after our parents passed. He works too much, but it’s for our family. He’s 6’10 and very muscular. He is pansexual. Despite looking tough, he’s a big softie. He’s 21. Don’t underestimate his brain, though, Darry is also super smart. Played football in high school and was Captain. Nicknames include: Superman, Dar.

Soda (middle) is the second oldest; he is a high school drop out, he dropped out and got a job at the DX because 1. to help Darry with bills; and 2. because the only things he was passing were auto mechanics and gym. He’s like me; extremely energetic and can’t stop moving or talking. He’ll be 18 in October. He’s 6’2. Nicknames include: Pepsi, Pepsi-Cola, Sprite, Dr. Pepper, etc. Soda is also pansexual.

Pony (left) is the third oldest; he is very artistic (like me). He’s quite the “I’m 15 and no one understands me.” He likes poetry, art, and he LOVES watching movies. He’s kinda silent, but Soda or I can get him talking really quickly. He kind of thinks Darry hates him because they’re always fighting, but Darry just wants what’s best for us (I understand that, so me and Darrel don’t fight often.) He’s 15 and 5’8. Nicknames include: Pone, Pone-bone, and Horseman. Pony is bisexual.

Then… there’s me! Liam Curtis, the youngest of the four brothers. I’m 5’4, and I have shoulder length blonde hair (much longer than most boys). 14, very sarcastic, and a giggly bastard by nature. Wants to be an actor/singer, and a very animated child. Knows gymnastics (not a big flex, everyone else in the gang does, too). Has a stutter, but it’s gotten much better and it only sometimes happens and usually it’s not too bad. Is very gay and unapologetic. Darry is my favourite brother and I’m his favourite, too. Has night terrors and is part of a tv show. Nicknames include: Lee.

So we move on to the rest of the gang >:)

Here’s Dallas Winston. He’s the criminal of our gang. He’s real tough and has been to jail several times. He’s really scary and a little hotheaded, but like Darry, he has a soft side to him if he likes you. He’s gonna be 18 in December. He’s around 6’3 (but claims he’s 6’4). He lives with his friend Buck in the upstairs of a bar. He’s from New York and had a rough childhood. Nicknames include: Dal, and Dally. He’s also pansexual.

Here’s Johnny Cade! He’s Pony’s best friend and also part of our gang. He looks like a cinnamon roll (he kinda is) but he’s a fucking bad ass and isn’t afraid to defend himself. That scar on his cheek he got from getting jumped from a gang of Soc’s (Soc’s are the rich kids of Tulsa, us greasers are not so well off). His home life is rough, so the closest thing to real family is the gang. Johnny is 17 and 5’6. Nicknames include: John, Johnnyman, Johnnycake/Johnnycakes. Johnny is bisexual.

Here’s Steve Randle. Steve is Soda’s boyfriend. Steve works at the DX with Soda. Steve fucking LOVES cars. Like. Knows everything about them. Steve is um… kind of a hothead and is quick to anger. He once called Darry “all brawn and no brain” and he almost got his jaw shattered by Darry. Will challenge you to an arm wrestle. Has an eagle tattoo on his arm. He’s 18 and he’s 6’0. His mom left him when he was 8, and hasn’t seen her since she left him with his (verbally) abusive father. Steve is bisexual. Nicknames include: Stevie.

And… Two-Bit Mathews! Two-Bit is, uh, kind of an alcoholic. Really likes beer. Anyway, his real name isn’t Two-Bit, it’s Keith, but everyone calls him Two-Bit. Why? Because he always has to put his two bits in. He’s always cracking jokes, 24/7. He’s awful to get arrested with because he’s always smarting off to the cops. He’s turning 19 tomorrow and he’s 6’1. Two-Bit is pansexual. Nicknames include: Two.

We’re all in a greaser gang together, and we all are very protective of one another. Life has been kinda difficult since our parents passed, but we know we’ll get through it.

(This was a lot longer than planned I’m so sorry).

Tell me about your para’s/parame, I’ll tell you about mine. Anyone up for reblogging with your para’s/parame’s?

Does anyone else do things your parame does even though you don’t extremely enjoy it, you just do it because your better version of you does it?

Like, for example: I eat weird ass food combinations because my parame does it. Right now; I’m currently eating an oatmeal cookie and spaghetti mix. Is it good? I guess, but I don’t really care. I’m just doing it because my parame does it and I like imagining my para’s are freaking out over the combination, telling me I’m weird and teasing me.

I don’t really do it any other reason except the mental clout I get with my para’s. I just wanted to know if anyone else did this.

If you tell me my paracosm is not real, I WILL have a mental breakdown and cry about it. You are now aware of my capabilities.

Do. Not. Test. Me.

Tw // cartoon blood

Madd in a nutshell

Oh, yeah? You think that’s cool? Watch THIS! *proceeds to zone out, daydreaming for three hours without a break*

Para telling me everything will be alright makes the pain go away

No one:

My para’s to me after I do literally anything: