[Vague depression post. Reassurances to all that I’m fine and not in crisis. Musings about how odd it is that tiny little things can awaken the depression monster when large upheavals don’t. Wry self-deprecating joke at the end to cap it off so that I don’t have to feel guilty about anyone feeling sorry for me.]
Could someone let me know if they see this post? Something screwy is going on with my account so I’m trying to “troubleshoot” it, as the kids say
Thanks to those of you who liked this, I’m now a step closer to solving the crime of the century!
I still can’t message anyone, see any of my messages, or even reply to anything, but hopefully tumblr support will fix this up soon! In the meantime I’m gonna art so hard
Ramón and Toni and doing right by their children — theirqueer children — well into adulthood. How it is literally never too late to try, and it is always worth it.
It’s what all of us deserve, but many of us will never get. But damn if 911 didn’t heal my queer heart just a little bit, of course with Eddie and Hen and Karen, but just as much with Toni and Ramón.
911 telling nuanced, hopeful, adultqueer stories about healing. Nobody is doing it like them.
firstly, wtf thank you for 200 followers?! secondly, i’ll get to requests soon i swear. one thing about me is that i love soft service top frank castle. anyways, in crazy over you i kinda touched on this - but i think i need to expand on the thot. i’m gonna try sum and pray (haha) for the best. no summary if you wanna know you gotta read. but anyway enough rambling - i hope ya like. not proofread.
if frank castle is anything, he’s a sinner. been to hell and back more times than he could count, and most of the time enjoyed it. in fact found himself searching for, and creating destruction. soaking in somber had even become somewhat delightful to him. after all, happy was a kick in the balls waiting to happen.
“It’s fine, I’m fine. I lost to a black woman and that is helping me with my pain a little bit because at least you know, he’s down with the brown. It’s fine. I’M FINE”
“It’s fine, I’m fine. I lost to a black woman and that is helping me with my pain a little bit because at least you know, he’s down with the brown. It’s fine. I’M FINE”
