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RB (reblog) if you are chronically online to cope with being chronically ill 🥲

guys, help. I just played stardew valley for TWO HOURS 😭😭😭😝😝😝

I wonder if the people who tell me to go outside to touch grass and take a shower really know that I don't even leave my room to go to the bathroom and I shower twice a month

ིྀ 𓎟ᛝ𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟　୨୧　𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟ᛝ𓎟 ྀི

intro post 𓎟 about me !

︶︶﹒︶︶﹒ ︶︶୨ ꒰ ꒱ ୧︶︶﹒︶︶﹒︶︶

┆ krusty / fredderick minor !! ( 15-17 y.o )

argentina - cordoba (eng-spa)

★ non-binary + aromatic + omni -› they/xe/it or any pronoun

★ multiple scoliosis + social anxiety

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꒰ interests ꒱

➜ tcc, brawl stars, hatred, a classroom bereft of angels, proshipping, skullgirls, litchi hikari club, mlp, pony.mov, 13 карт, metal family, invader zim, ranfren

➜ tcc favs : academy maniacs (special interest), alyssa bustamante, adam lanza, Vladislav Roslyakov, dnepropetrovsk maniacs

➜ music taste : Pisse, Purgen, Mindless Self Indulgence, Dismembered Pugachova/Злые Номы (ofc ofc), Armagedda, White Death, Black metal/Brutal death metal, Nirvana, My Chemical Romance

TW: I have problems and history with ed and sh, so if you are in recovery I recommend not interacting !! + I have too special interests, so sometimes I can be somewhat unbearable or intense regarding that, I apologize :c

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꒰ DNI ꒱

➜ proship antis, tcc antis, THOSE fangirls of nikita and THOSE artkita/nikityom shippers, radfems/terfs, transphobic, those toxic edtwt/cleptotwt

ok thats all :33

50000 likes!

I HATE FANDOMS NOW! Like everything is ‘cringe’ or ‘chronically online’!! I seen this girl explain how ships were apart of fandom culture and mfs were in the comments like “You mean chronically online culture!?” NO NO NO!! I’m so tired of these people coming into fandoms and hate when people act like fans! LIKE SHUT UP AND LEAVE IF YOU DONT LIKE IT! AND THEY ARE LIKE AN VIRUS SPREADING TO OTHER PEOPLE! Like what do you mean we can’t ship, have headcanons, self ships, or redraws, and analysis! WHAT ELSE CAN WE DO? EDIT?! Like omgg I just wished people understood that you don’t have to be a die hard fan to be in a fandom but you don’t have to be such a Debbie downer that no one wants to do anything!

Tw:cuts n scars n shit

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My arm is healed, time to slice that ho up🤓👆🏽

Also some cuts on my (fat fuckin) thigh😜👆🏽

does wanting a boyfriend/relationship make ma fake femcel?

Tw:some blood, scars and stuff

Block don't report the usual

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Here goes ig

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Trash ass quality 😭🙏🏼

i dont give a fuck if i cut my arm bleeding

papa roach is onto shit yall i swear:O

some art from my new sketchbook :33

listening to ayesha erotica while cutting is so theraputic

TW: Cuts ig

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physically couldnt wait 2 get home,left my pink one in my drawer :(((

H3H3H3

i cut to avoid skin picking and its helping ngl :^3

livin aint shit tho and evryday i wish my skin was removable and that i could wash my internal organs and bones and skin then leave them 2 dry so i can be at peace before having to arrange everything and then going to skl, shits chill sometimes ig

spend less time online

avoid becoming "chronically online" and touch some grass in 2023 babe 😭 

✨ create a film and i’ll tell you what you need in 2023 ✨

average twitter moment

Take me to church

warnings: angst, brief mentions of sh, homophobia, internalised homophobia, f slur, overall heavy topics. 🥰

a/n: whY AM I WRITING SLAXL 🥲 ts may be the most chronically online thing ive ever done. am i the only one who thinks axl and slash are like mickey and ian and am i also the only one who hates bottom mickey...

i like girls and guys i can say fag go away

enjoy ★

This was the worst thing that could've possibly happened to them. Or at least, that's what Slash thought. Axl and Slash had been secretly dating, but some dickhead soccer player at their school found out and told the entire school. It was bad enough that Slash had long hair, dressed in glam and occasionally painted his nails - he had a 'girlfriend' who was really his best friend who was secretly a lesbian. But now he was out as gay, and out against his will.

It had taken a serious toll on Slash's mental health, so much to the point that he couldn't bring himself to go to school and even took a blade to his skin.

The only thing that seemed good to him was when his mom found out and she was more than accepting. She was having an affair with David Bowie, and while it didn't affect him majorly, it was comforting to know he was accepting too.

As much as it didn't bother Axl, as long as it didn't get back to his parents, seeing how badly it affected the man he loved made him unbelievably angry.

Slash spent as much time as he could ditching class, staying home, or staying with Axl or his 'girlfriend'. Making sure he was never alone in public worked surprisingly well. Nobody came near him when he was with Axl, gay or not, people still avoid a hormonal bipolar teenager.

Of course, he would freak himself out when he he had to walk home. Alone. Axl hadn't been waiting for him at the end of the day like usual, so here Slash was, walking through an alley because it was the quickest way home. It was still light out, and no one was around, so he would be fine. Right?

Wrong.

It was fast. And slow. All at the same time. All it took was one punch for the loud ringing in his ears to start. Someone had grabbed him and shoved him against the wall. Hit. Punch. Shove. Kick. They pulled him up off the ground and shoved him against the wall again.

'Did you really think you'd get away with being a fucking faggot' one of them spat. The word alone hurt, but the way it rolled off his tongue with venom stung. The guy punched him again, he could feel the blood dripping down his face. Slash was more terrified than he'd ever been in his entire life.

They weren't showing any signs of stopping any time soon. Was being gay this wrong? Was he truly a bad person?

He was in unbearable pain. He tried everything he could to push them off, but to no avail.

They were genuinely going to beat him to death. He was going to die. He was actually going to die all because of who he loved. That was all he could think about. His final thoughts. Until the guy was pulled off him.

Slash slowly opened his eyes. Before him was Axl beating the shit out of both guys and screaming at them. "Don't you EVER lay your fucking hands on him ever again, understand!?" He was screaming so loud it actually hurt Slash's ears. But what shocked him most was that both guys looked absolutely terrified, maybe even more than Slash.

They nodded and ran away.

Axl turned to Slash, who had since sunk to the ground sobbing and shaking.

Axl kneeled in front of him, cupping his face. "Let me see, let me see..." Slash tried to pull away. He was ashamed. He couldn't stand up for himself. Axl sighed, "it's okay, you're okay... okay? I'm gonna take you home. They're gone. Okay? You're safe. I promise."

Slash was in a state of shock. He was hyperventilating. He was clearly struggling to breathe. "I- they- I was just - and then - and I- walking - and they - attacked -" Axl shushed him, grabbing his face a little more rough than before.

"Breathe."

They sat in the alley for at least half an hour as Slash tried to come down from his panic attack. Axl stayed with him the entire time, doing and saying everything he could to help him relax. He knew Slash was prone to panic attacks. He also knew he was in a great deal of pain, which he could only imagine were making things worse.

As promised, Axl took Slash home. The pair were now sitting in the bathroom, Axl cleaning the blood from his boyfriend's face.

"Do you think this is wrong?" Slash asks carefully. "What, beating people up for being gay? Course it’s wrong, it's a hate crime - " Axl started, but Slash interrupted.

"Not that. This. Us."

Axl froze.

He slowly looked down at Slash. "Is that a serious question?" Slash nodded. "Everyone thinks so. Maybe they're right." Axl scoffs, "you're not serious, are you fucking serious!?"

He nodded again. "I don't think we should be together." Axl stares at him, "don't... don't say that... don't you fucking say that..." Slash gets up and walks out of the bathroom, stopping in the doorway. "I think you should go. Don't try to call me."

He walks out of the bathroom, leaving Axl standing there completely shocked, hurt, and confused. He leaves Slash's house.

Instead of going home, Axl went to the abandoned house he crashed in when things got particularly difficult at home. While he knew Slash and his mom would always welcome them into their home, he never wanted to worry Slash with the abuse he was enduring at home.

Though, now he felt like he couldn't. Slash had actually broken up with him. When he got 'home', he started breaking everything he could, until he passed out from exhaustion.

Slash walked into his room, crying. He sat down on his bed, reaching for a blade.

Awuhh man...

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