rouge-rolo:

halberdierminister:

bitterly-kawaii:

i have a donate button up on my blog now, so if you guys give a shit, it’s there.. most of it will go to getting food for my family, and paying the bills and stuff.. 

and then some of it will go towards my cosplay funds, so it’ll put less stress on my mom and my friends.. 

signal boosting for a wonderful little guy who has had some awful shit happen to him and his family.

{ signal boostin’ myself! please help as much as you can! }

{ the theme is shit.. ;; }

Siss: you look so startled... are you alright?

Y-yeah.. I’m.. I’m fine.. 

Dear Santa,
Anonymous

Dear Santa. 

Fuck you. 

{ i will be getting to replies SLOWLY AND GRADUALLY. 

slowly 

very slowly }

Not right now, I don’t. Right now, you’re the most important thing.

I shouldn’t be..

tedwantstogo-outside:

ask-anxiety-ler:

Anxie sniffled and sat on his porch, rain pouring down on his poor, frail body. He coughed, tasting a bit of blood. He clutched his stomach lightly and wept, thunder roaring. 

“I-I.. I don’t want to l-live anymore.. there’s nothing to live for.. I-I h-have no love.. no family.. and the only person that will talk to me is Auddie.. and she’s got better things to do..”

“No, don’t say that!” He frowned, “Are you okay? Physically, I mean. What do you need? I got, like, everything.”

"No.. I don’t want anything.." he whimpered, pulling his hat down over his face. 

ask-oddrey:

ask-anxiety-ler:

“I-I.. I don’t know..” He rubbed his eyes and yawned, “I.. I really just wanna sleep.. I’m so tired.. I.. I think.. I need to go back to my room..” he muttered, playing with the inside of his sleeve. His stomach suddenly rumbled, and he covered his mouth, gulping hard, “..urk.. so.. nasty.. I don’t think I could handle a smoothie.. the texture would kill me..”

Audrey whispers as gently as possible, “Sluggishness and drowsiness are what happens when you deprive your body of food, Anxie. Anorexics have gone into comas because they started to sleep more and more because their bodies were shutting down from lack of food. It’s… it’s really dangerous. And okay, okay, no smoothie, but some herbal tea, maybe? Warm, without little chunks, and still nutritional? Please, just something small like that to ease your stomach. I heard it growl.”

Anxie let out a little sigh and nodded, rubbing his forehead, “O.. okay.. I guess.. I’ll have some..” he muttered. Honestly, the thought of food was making his mouth water, but his stomach ill. He wiped his eyes once more, knees clacking together, “I.. I’m gonna.. go lie down on the couch.. feel free to.. go in the kitchen.. and make something..” 

He pulled away and made his way over to the couch, literally collapsing onto the couch with a soft flop. “U-ugh..”

Anxie sniffled and sat on his porch, rain pouring down on his poor, frail body. He coughed, tasting a bit of blood. He clutched his stomach lightly and wept, thunder roaring. 

"I-I.. I don’t want to l-live anymore.. there’s nothing to live for.. I-I h-have no love.. no family.. and the only person that will talk to me is Auddie.. and she’s got better things to do.."

ask-oddrey:

ask-anxiety-ler:

“No..” Anxie whimpered softly, shaking his head, “I don’t wanna eat.. I don’t need to eat..” he huffed, biting his lip. “I just.. no.. eating makes me sick.. just stop worrying about me.. I’ll be.. I’ll be fine.. just.. n-n.. no.. you can’t force me.. maybe coming out was a bad idea.. I should have stayed in my room.. I just.. I should have stayed in bed..” 

She holds him close and pets his head. “Shh, I know, I know, sweetie, and I won’t force-feed you or anything, but y-yes, I’m afraid, you do need to eat. You’ll die if you don’t. The human body can’t last very long without something to sustain it. So something light, and refreshing, that isn’t too sweet or wont make you sick… How about a smoothie? I can blend some fruits together with some milk or yogurt and ice, and it will taste fresh and go down smoothly and won’t upset your tummy. What do you think of that? —And hush, if you hadn’t come out, I wouldn’t have known to come see you, and I’m happy to see you.”

"I-I.. I don’t know.." He rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I.. I really just wanna sleep.. I’m so tired.. I.. I think.. I need to go back to my room.." he muttered, playing with the inside of his sleeve. His stomach suddenly rumbled, and he covered his mouth, gulping hard, "..urk.. so.. nasty.. I don’t think I could handle a smoothie.. the texture would kill me.."