It’s so confusing because I am constantly horny and my mind is dirty for most of the time right now, full of sexual thoughts but I only like the idea of sex, I am not interested in being sexually involved with other people, it’s just like I want to fuck myself. And what’s frustrating I am on antidepressants so it’s not even satisfying enough sometimes
Today is the day! Pre-orders have officially started for the Bokuroo Oya Oya? Fanzine! All purchases can be made using the links below! Pre-orders will end on April 28, 2018, so please grab your copy today!
Uhm. Listen- this is all @noya-sleftankle ’s fault with POKER FACE series. Istg. I just couldn’t get him off my mind doing his work out videos.. So have a poorly drawn Bokuto Kotaru greeting his followes before training from hell to get BUNS OF STEEL. i will die on this headcanon-hill xD
I decided to make a rewrite of one of my favourite songs from the new season, since it was such a Varian song. Give this boy a redemption arc! He’s such a good character omg, it’s no wonder he’s the fav of the fandom. Writing the lyrics for this was actually super fun and gave me a chance to practice my lyric-writing skills!
Varian: When I turned to walk away What if I had stayed instead? Why did I go on transforming My anger from my mourning
Now I’ll never get to say All the things I should have said Nothing left to tell, an empty cell A life I could have led
If I could take that moment back If I could stop myself from shaking Maybe my dad would be here now He’d stop me from breaking
Everything is all messed up Why do I feel so afraid? Thought that I was ready, but instead Mistakes were all I made
If I could take that moment back If I could turn back time, I would I wouldn’t have the guts to say I’m sorry But how I wish I could
Wish I could take it back But now it’s done for good
Art also by me! This was super fun to draw. You can find more of it on my instagram:
F.Mendelssohn Bartholdy Symphony No.3 in A minor Scottish Op.56
Conducted by Leonard Bernstein
Have I ever mentioned how much I freaking love and adore and worship Felix Mendelssohn and how much of a genius he is
This man makes me feel things for which I don’t have words to describe, but I always feel like I’m going to have a cardiac explosion and that my heart is going to leap off my chest and reach the Heavens
that 4th movement, I’d be headbanging in the club if the DJ played this
Truly I love my job and I love teaching, but there are times (like right now), when I feel actual existential despair about the quality of students’ work and how quickly it has declined even over just a few years.
Nothing about my course has changed recently (literally–it’s an online class, and I recorded all the lectures and video walkthroughs before the pandemic!), but the essays I’m reading this semester are… To be frank, most of them aren’t even legible, let alone college-level writing.
Even those which are grammatically clear enough to be easily read seem to be almost entirely devoid of actual thought. I see the same exact talking points from my own lessons being parroted back without any change, any additions, or even any citations.
I know kids are burnt out and overwhelmed by things happening in the real world right now. I know that. We know there was learning loss during the pandemic, obviously.
But… professors have a legal (and really, a moral) obligation not to pass students out of core courses until they’re actually capable of the required skills, because then the students are passed onto into higher level classes which they are unprepared for and cannot pass, costing them thousands of dollars more in tuition (or worse, the unprepared students are passed through those classes tooand end up causing damage in the real world due to an inability to think critically or communicate clearly to others).
I’m exhausted and heartsick over this. I am so worried for the future.
Who left the comment about me needing Jesus. And not to write a fanfic for Jesus.
…
One: I haven’t laughed in a while and yes I do need Jesus.
Two: I cannot grant you the last wish.
You see at one point in my life I considered myself a good little Christian. And back in high school my dad asked me to come up with a story for someone in the Bible. (Naaman’s servant girl, for those who might ask) So, guest, I have in fact already written a fanfic from Jesus’ book.
*disclaimer I’m positive it was supposed to be funny. But I find it funny I have already in fact written a fanfic without realizing back then I had written a fanfic!
