#byler Will wakes up in the middle of the night as he hears sobbing from Mike's room. He slips out of bed, pads across the hall, and knocks gently on Mike's door. "Mike? Are you okay?" No response, other than the sobbing of his best friend and roommate.
For the first time in my life I feel like I can do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING I want and now I doing hella a lot ans don’t know how to fucking stop send help
Anyways I desperately want to byler out full force but man new adhd mediation is fucking me up real bad and now I’m in my luteal phase and I’m kinda just now realising how actually autistic I am and holy fuck what do you mean some people live their whole life’s undiagnosed
I want to be active again but I’m so torn apart between this account that is still small but not in a horny jail and my main that is in a jail but has much more audience in general and I don’t know if a want to be able to reach more people in general or my moots and and ffuuuu—
I really miss when all the artists were sharing their speed paints…
There was nothing as exciting as watching my favourite artists do their work, like, literally, there was nothing and you made SOMETHING out of it??? And I had a privilege to watch it happen?? Insane.
I kinda see how it all happened: attention span decrease, speed paints now mostly being demanded when someone is suspected of using/being AI, but still, it’s so sad :(