sleep never comes easy anymore

youre lying in bed and youre too hot and the heat is pushing down on your arms and your legs and you feel unreasonably angry

you toss away blankets and youre freezing and the cold grasps your feet and your back and the anxiety crawls back

you distract yourself from thoughts you could would never tell anyone because it hurts like a knife to admit to yourself

your vision swims enough to finally close your eyes and let yourself be lost to the comfortable nothingness

youre dreaming again

fuck its a bad dream. no one even needs to tell you because you already know. you know it like you know your name and the feeling of your hair and the way your tears taste

you instantly feel the fear. it tastes like losing something you cant live without. it feels like the possibility of screaming or throwing up or both at the same time

everything is fuzzy around your vision because youre not meant to remember this. youre not meant to see this

like the rest if your memories that are real bec

ause youre real and ever

ything is fine and maybe if y

ou blink and tense your stomach hard enough you can wake up-

you cant wake up.

you cant wake up yet.

look around.

panicked tears spring up from your eyes already and you cant feel the sensation yet you know theyre there.

your throat is burning from a sob you want to release because you need to cry but theres nothing to even be upset about. only a crushing dread that hurts your soul

look around. you force yourself to stare at the walls of this place. youve never been anywhere like this before. theres a dull green glow to the entire place like someone above is shining a green lightbulb over a hazy room filled with fog you cant taste and only makes you feel numb and floating when your feet are on the ground if you focus enough to look

saxophone is playing too loud and someone young and whole and broken is singing

suddenly you get the overwhelming urge to jump away from a [nothing] that was about to bite you

you desperately turn around wildly but theres nothing even there

theres nothing here you know this like you know your name and the feeling of your hair and the way your tears taste

but you still feel watched

you want to leave

i want to leave

let me leave

let us leave

nothing is right this isnt real let me out let them out

and youre smiling youre beaming and youre laughing so damn hard you can hardly see and your cheeks hurt from smiling and (your fingers feel cold) and everything is so bright and sharp

the floor is grass now

and your mother is here

she tells you how much you disappointed her and youre still smiling and screaming and you can barely breathe

its too bright

its been quiet the whole time

you bite your lips and clench your fists to make sure you can still move

youre not empty

you are so impossibly full of emotion you couldnt even name and your head would hurt to try

you feel so lost and nostalgic. what are you nostalgic for?

what have you lost? your old friends and your young innocence? empty rooms that were full of people once and crowded closets with things youll never wear and never play in again and old toys that arent as entertaining anymore and when you could crawl into your parents bed after the monsters in your dreams but you cant do that anymore because they would ask what scared you and you Cant Even Answer That and it hurts like a knife to admit to yourself let alone tell someone else

so youre awake now

youre sweating too hard and youre too cold inside and too hot to move

so youre laying there and youre breathing softly (harshly) and its too uncomfortably warm and [nothing] is going to bite you if you move

so you check the time and its [nothing] and you put your phone down and you wont run to your parents room with your blanket anymore

so youre awake now and that was a little scary but the details are slipping away now and you have to get ready for today because youre pretty sure you have to go somewhere at 5 and youre okay and this is real and i love you and that was never real but its alright because does it matter? youre being a little dramatic now

im glad youre awake

you dont remember what you dreamt about? im not surprised, its fairly rare to remember what you had a dream about

Did you know that dreams are often linked to real life events from the past? Usually these are events or thoughts from one to two days before the dream. Some scientists disagree about the meaning of dreams as well. Anyway, I'm happy you're up now.

you know that youre awake like you know your name and the feeling of your hair and the way your tears taste

Doodle of alip!Virgil ig?

@residentanchor

We have begun the disco game. let the disappointing of Kim commence

Dragon head sketches

💘💘💘

extremely low quality oisín doodle because i still don't know how sai works

look, i don’t know what bad batch is actually about, but it looks to me like they thought “hey, our riff on lone wolf and cub was really popular, let’s do it again!”

except this time, instead of a singular gruff loner (who keeps accumulating friends against his will), it’s a group of extremely dangerous oddballs raising the child in question

my brother is learning how to code and he told me once he learned ccs or something like that that he would make me a tumblr theme<3 

Could have continued working on some WIPS but nope, drawing spicy demons and angels instead.

High School Musical 3 fact: Ryan often picked Chad out of everyone to show how to do the choreography for the musical, just so he could get him closer

And you CANNOT convince me otherwise

Compose Your UseCases to Create New Functionality using Composite Reuse Principle

Compose Your UseCases to Create New Functionality using Composite Reuse Principle

On the previous article, we already learn about how to create a UseCase. In this article, we are going to learn how we can composes use case and create new one that has different functionality, using Composite Reuse Principle. Let’s visit the previous article example. The previous example, we have a LoadTransactionsUseCase protocol to get a general picture of a use case. This protocol, does not…

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Vaig anar a caçar bolets amb una amiga i un amic de la seva família, que és un professor de matemàtica rus que treballa a MIT i dona tot el temps lliure que té a ser boletaire. Vam collir uns quants (sembla poquet al foto però els més grans són d’un pam, no sé si es veu gaire), però segons ell típicament en recullen més. Dit això, soc oficialment boletaire, ara m’haurien de donar la ciutadania catalana :P

Seguidors catalans, si sou aficionats dels bolets i reconeixeu alguns d’aquests, m’encantaria saber com es diuen en català!

And for everyone else, a word of the day in 3 languages:

гриб - bolet - mushroom

ok I have 4 more moodboard requests in my inbox, I’m going to have a bit of a break + then I’ll come back to them !

First we had huge plot development in TOH, now there’s huge plot development in TSS??? I think I might explode

Edit: I also just remembered that Lore Olympus updated earlier, gotta go read that!

Just practicing the same techniques and trying to keep it creative 😊

some little animation practices