I Will Always Remember That At One Point, Somewhere On The Internet, There Was A Picture Of My Favorite

My family has this habit, or are developing one, of naming our dogs after characters in greek mythology. Our cousin's Pomeranian is named Zeus, my dog is aptly name Perseus and my grandma is planning on getting a lazier Love-Bug type dog and is going to name it Hermes.

I always knew I needed to keep a clear mind. It was helpful in every sense, but I found it so difficult to achieve, especially when I was conscious of my state of mind. I held my head in my hands, bent over with my elbows digging into my knees. The green park bench didn't help anything either, it was rough, uneven and uncomfortable. The air around me was cold but not harsh on my skin, and gentle winds tousled my hair and swept it to a side. The kindly breeze kept me company, I think it was the only things stopping me from crying.  I inhaled slowly, pushing my hair back with a hand. I closed my eyes and leaned back on the old bench, one of the planks dug into my back but I didn't mind. My head tilted towards the sky, I steadied myself. Slowly, like the forest waking from winter, I opened my eyes. The sky was a light gray, it wasnt unusual to see this sort of cloud cover, even early in spring. Unfortunately, the world told me it wasn't going to rain. I stay stilled for several moments, taking in everything. The smell of late winter, the taste of coffee still resting on my tongue, the sound of the winter rustling the bare limbs of trees. As I breathed, becoming one with my atmosphere, a small speck of white came into vision against the only slightly darker sky. It gently danced through the air and was quickly joined by friends like it. The snowflakes laughed like children and ran around, hopping, skipping and jumping as they descended down through the air, become calmly landing on my face and glasses. I smiled despite myself and previous mood, isn't it funny how quickly things can change? How quickly the walzt of snow fall turned into a slumber and blankets the world in white.

Good weather always brings out the best in my writing

I just realized I could probably make friends with all the different flavours of weird kids.

Furries? furries are gay. I am also gay. We are gay, nice. Furries are generally cool ppl and so long as they know boundaries (both physical and not) I'm cool with furries

Emos? I'm also a nihilist :D also your outfit is cool I like it.

Punks? I know a fair amount of punk culture and would love to engage in anarchy with you.

Library kids? Another library kid! Let's talk books, I promise on The Agreement I will not hurt you. It's okay.

Aesthetic kids? I'm also very into aesthetics! mine is choatic academia, yours is so cool too <3

Quiet kids? I'll shut up or talk more depending on what you feel don't worry it's safe here and I'll protect you you precious being.

Geeks? Whether or not I know what you're talking about or referencing I will listen to your entire two and a half hour rant so long as I have something to do with my hands. You're so genuine when talking about this that you enjoy I love this!

Oh shit oh shit Im too fucking tired for this shit omfg kids: wanna listen to some music with me? I know a bunch of fun little spots around here we can go there, and you can vent or just vibe. Future you is so proud of you and I am too you're doing great ily.

Even if you're a "normal" kid, I'm nice but can be a little prickly when I'm tired/overstimulated, but I'll listen to you and offer any help I can when you ask for it. if you need a distraction I'll help. I will offer you the patience others have offered me and hope you do the same for the next person. I know the world is fucked up, it's scary, it's makes me want to give up sometimes. But I've promised some people that I would stay here for them, I hope you can promise someone the same. If no one comes to mind, could you promise me?

The nickname "ghost" really suits me. Wether it be me lurking in random chatrooms for hours, not responding for half an hour because I just tend to be like that, or hopping on to social media and being active for five minutes then disappearing for another three months.

What I thought working in a library would be like,

What it's really like,

What it's really really like,

I only want to be comforted by autistic people from now on, because I was sobbing over something and my brother came along, I vented my frustrations and then he talked to me about Genshin Impact lore for an hour. And now I'm feeling much better

Guess what I got given today

So a while ago I gave this kid that always sits on their own small hand-drawn picture of the plush ghost with "have a good day :)" written on it

I think I opened so many tabs google just gave up, no thoughts head empted me and just started smiling

Does tumblr have a similar stigma about

*scrolls through your blog, liking everything*

As most other social medias sites?

Guys I have a problem.

A very big terrible issue!

I cannot, for the life of me, remember what the name of something is.

That something just so happens to be a theatre script that I once read and would greatly like to again. It's also damn hilarious. The title has (I think) something about Babylon. The plot is about two men who are building the tower of Babylon. And it's just saying the same thing over and over again. I only ever got like 1/4-1/3 through it so Im missing a bit of info. There might also be a priest.