archetony
archetony
today's been rough
things can still get rough now. but it's so much better than it was. so, so much better. thank you age regressors for continuing to fight and secure our place in the world.
I feel so hard for everyone who got witch hunted over this shit. I feel so bad that in my teens I let my peers convince me I was evil and that I had to hate my peers who were like me. I still feel such anger for those who knew about me and basically held me at ransom over it
things still aren't perfect! but like. I can trust most of my peers and that's awesome. like I'm allowed to express myself in spaces that are neither private nor dedicated to age regression, and it's fine.
I'm glad that being an age regressor is far more accepted and that it's not instant death if you openly express yourself anymore. it was so rough when you had to hide that shit from all your friends and it felt like you were some unimaginable evil for seeking outlets in secret
we need purpose
Pokemon fanart, digital drawing of a very plump simplified typhlosion drinking a coffee topped with whipped cream. The picture has a warm yet limited palette.
Patron request! A typhlosion with a mocha โ๏ธ
www.patreon.com/rumwik
#art #pokemon #typhlosion #patreon
being a system is cool because you can draw embarrassing and inappropriate art of your other system members and there's little to no consequences
uweehhhh ehe eheheheheeheehe
A skunkboar hybrid is happily smelling a large flower while the sun is shining behind them
Art trade with Chanx, I sadly am not available for trades at the moment!
I think I can handle a bad trip. it can't be worse than the nightmare that is being alive
I want to manifest the dread and confront it and maybe understand it better
still want to try mushrooms ( and we have some I guess) but I've gotten conflicting recommendations of "take these outside or you'll have a miserable time" and "don't take these outside or you'll have a miserable time"
my little side really needs some care. babying myself is just not enough.
happens every now and again. I know I'll be better eventually. but ough it is manifesting as Physical Pain
trying not to be too negative here but my brain and soul feel like empty husks rn and I'm not sure what best to fill them with
I want to feel good in what I wearrrr
I wish finding clothes wasn't such a torturous task...
I don't like being so scared of everyone and everything.
like if you don't know then you really have no idea
autism is so hard
too many things I want to be. one life isnt enough for it all
making a list to myself of things I need from others and crying about it
please pry my brain open and see everything inside that can't translate through my mouth in a way that is intelligible
pee has so many smells
check how hard I can yearn
insatiable
the comfort of smelling your own pee
comforted by you