jsantos
twenty 1. blading, life, anime, and other nonsense.
Shaun of the Dead Easter Egg: Ed tells you the whole plot.
Home made cosplay of the Iron Man Mark 7 suit shown off at animeland wasabi 2012
I don’t usually reblog stuff about Iron Man…but when I do…it’s the coolest shit.
COSPLAY THINGS THAT ARE JUST NOT FUCKING FAIR
take all my money and make this for me
when you consider that half the Iron Man suit is animated anyway, this is fucking incredible
What. the. fuck.
Lake Biwa, by Shoda Koho, woodblock print, ca. 1910-30
Sooner or later there will be a time and place where you completely crack and lose all of your composure. There can only be a limit to how many times you can say, “It’ll be fine.” In all seriousness, it never is fine whenever someone says it. No one wants to admit the truth that it isn’t. Some people can tuck their issues under the carpet all they want but someone is going to notice that displacement. Maybe I don’t have the experience other people have but this definitely blows. It’s another repeating issue where I am stuck in the middle of all the cross traffic. I can do nothing but assist the situation. There is no time to consider myself. It’s how it has been and forever be. In my down time, I don’t want to talk. It seems all so fake trying to cover it all up. I don’t want to have to face the sad faces of my family. It’s driving me nuts. I’m glued to the computer isolated from socializing. I escape to survive my stress and lingering thoughts because without those hours glued, I’m fucked.
It’s understandable? Maybe not when you completely cut yourself from all those who care about you. I am always looking for approval or generosity but ironically enough, I push away people from ever getting to that point.
Guess i’ll leave it at that. I’m tired.
We’ll see how crazy this all sounds when I re-read it in the morning.
