i'm in love with him

(updated with THE NEWER, BETTER DRAWING ((sorry if u liked the old one)) that u can also have as a print now maddestmao.store go get it if u want)

(update to the update he's a sticker now too)

Running round Faerûn with the angel and the devil on my shoulder, Gale is also there.

I wish that companions could romance each other. Like, yes, I'm dating one of them, but have you heard all of them talk about one another??? Bitches are horny on main. Let me companions have relationships independent from me. They deserve as much.

The Kiss of Life - A utility worker giving mouth-to-mouth to co-worker after he contacted a low voltage wire, 1967

Taken in 1967 by Rocco Morabito, this photo called “The Kiss of Life” shows a utility worker named J.D. Thompson giving mouth-to-mouth to co-worker Randall G. Champion after he went unconscious following contact with a low voltage line. Thompson over 400 feet away recognized the critical situation and ran to the pole and scaled it to reach Champion. Realizing champion wasn’t breathing he delivered CPR and chest compression while supporting his friend; super impressive /difficult given the angle (if you get it wrong air goes into the stomach and inflates that instead).

This all happened oddly in Champions work anniversary. And weirder Rocco Morabito, a newspaper photographer who had been covering a strike down the road with eastern freight (this happened in Florida btw) happened to be nearby with his camera in a time that no one carried cameras daily. This photo won him the Pulitzer Prize for journalism photography.

Babe are you okay? I saw you reblogged The Kiss of Life, 1967 again.

im here to complain

everything in life is currently shit. im not going to uni next year, and im not ‘guaranteed to college’ so my mum’s going mental, im unemployed, i cant trust my friends that much anymore as they dont trust me, people make accusations about what i’ve done left right and centre so i dont trust my own mind anymore, im still stuck in my shitty weekly routine which is boring, i dont have any time to myself, or any time to do what i like, nobody loves me, i’m 17 and a half and i’ve never kissed anyone sober or had the courage to tell the boy i’ve been in love with for 3 and a half years how i actually feel. i haven’t studied for exams so im bound to fail and not go to uni, not escape from the hell hole of my house, not get any freedom. i’ll most likely fail my driving test so i cant have freedom there. all i want to do is write poems and stories, go on walks in the fresh air, listen to music, drive to the beach and look at the sky, have time to myself. i dont know what my life has in store for me apart from depression and ocd. i dont know how to change and i dont have the energy too.

oh boo over a year later and here we are. lets start by saying i’ve succeeded a year at college near home and have a place at college in glasgow for next year as well as potential for university, i got a job for the past year but that shut down so now i’ve got a secure job at tesco that pays sooooo well, i feel my friendships are flowing strong i hope they can trust me, i literally dont give a shit about what anyone wants to say about me anymore i’ve left school it can all piss off, my routine has changed and it will change again, currently all i have is time to myself halleloo, i basically do what i like all day which is sleeping eating watching movies and chilling with my dog, i reckon a few of my friends and my family love me, im 18 and a half and not kissed anyone sober but who cares my time will come where i like someone enough and trust them to be there for me, lmfao that boy is long gone with my feelings for him i like to think we’re friends now even though we haven’t spoken he seems happy and im glad he is, i think i’ve learned a lot. i actually studied for my exams this year so im hoping i do well and get a place in uni but if not i definitley have my place at college, my house isnt so bad anymore i like my house and my bedroom, i have waaaaaayyyy more freedom bitch just be honest and you’ll get way more chances. i passed my driving test with absolutley no faults, no minors, a perfect 10/10 bich believe in yourself. life is really hard sometimes and sure things dont go your way but you cant let the fear of the unknown and the fear of not being successful hold you back. you have to keep trying, keep pushing yourself, and keep picking yourself up because otherwise you cant complain about not getting what you want. success and achievements come to those who put in their blood sweat and tears, and i strongly feel that this past year i almost have. sure i still have no idea what the future holds and depression and ocd still burdens me, but hey, it’s not that bad.

i am now 22. there is nothing in my life that makes me feel happy or excited. i still haven’t kissed anyone sober. i still work at tesco. i still live in my hometown with my family. i have the same car. i don’t talk to anyone. i am doing shit at uni. i lie in my bed and look at my phone. i will never be happy.

honestly though i think it’s time i study abroad in new zealand, only wear baggy clothes, and bake bread in ny spare time x

i got rejected from new zealand, but accepted to canada. please can the world get healthy so no more lives can be lost and i can travel to canada next year and fall in love with someone

fuck this fuck life i was all planned and prepared to go to canada and it got cancelled three weeks before i was supposed to leave.

i wanted to share maybe the funniest thing ive ever read with you guys

i like how we invented our own use for the tag system. “these are for finding similar posts” nah these are messages i wrote with the invisible ink pen i got from the book fair that i leave for my friends

being moderately proficient with computers in the early 2010s was casting a hex on your family to call you sheldon

i got a big bang theory box set and a bazinga t shirt for christmas when i was 16

my dad wanted to get me a psych eval so i could say "im not crazy. my father had me tested." like sheldon did and after the psych eval they diagnosed me with paranoid schizophrenia

this could be the funniest thing that has happened to anyone ever. my condolences king

so true bestie

“‘Laurel Hell’ is a term from the Southern Appalachians in the U.S., where laurel bushes basically grow in these dense thickets, and they grow really wide,” Mitski also explained in an interview with Zane Lowe on Apple Music 1. “And, I mean, I’ve never experienced it myself, but when you get stuck in these thickets, you can’t get out. Or so the story goes. And so there are a lot of Laurel Hells in America, in the South, where they’re named after the people who died within them because they were stuck. And, so the thing is, laurel flowers are so pretty. They just burst into these explosions of just beauty. And, I just, I liked the notion of being stuck inside this explosion of flowers and perhaps even dying within one of them.” (x)

i am a private person who doesn’t like talking about their life but who also compulsively overshares at any given opportunity. hope that helps