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  • Adrian: When life seems dangerous and unmanageable, just remember that it is, and you can't survive forever.
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Do you ever feel discouraged because no one reads your stories? 

I have fun and then my mood crashes n then m ptsd is like “it’s free real estate”

On leaving a "toxic environment "

Nausicaa.

In Miyazaki’s manga/ feature film there are great poisonous forests full of toxic spores. Nausicaa traverses those Forests, and from them she brings back saplings of the toxic plants.

She puts those saplings in the healthy ground of her village in secret and discovers the spores they give off were not poisonous

The plants, the spores, were not toxic.

The environment they grew in was. And they became toxic as they cleansed it.

“Why would you want to step back into that toxic relationship”

Because not doing so is accepting that version of myself is the true one. The broken thing uncomfortable in its own skin, a stranger in its own home, a burden on those it loves, paralysed by a terrifying sense that the financial security it needed to not fail her would disappear again.

Because not doing so demeans me. And her. And her too.

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Lost

I watch you all go on ahead of me
With your dreams and talents
And I sit here in my insulated box
I don’t know how to dream here
In this normal world
Fantasy, books, those dreams
They slip away, mean nothing
Knights and magic don’t tell you
What you do with your life

I’m sorry, but I’ve got to rant. I honestly thought I was done with all this shit, but apparently that isn’t the case after someone made a comment last night. So lets try a different approach, shall we?

Look, it isn’t a mohawk, it’s a very rare, and currently untreatable condition called Reverse Male Pattern Balding. I’m very sensitive about it and I apologize that you find it uncomfortable or offensive to look at.

Not buying that?

Fine. It’s a hairy style. It was around way before me and will continue to be after I’m gone. It doesn’t hurt anyone, and honestly - and more importantly than your feelings - it makes me feel good about who I am. If my hair style is keeping you up at night, I’m sorry to be the one to inform you that this worlds got bigger problems.

That being said, unless you have something nice to say about it - which the overwhelming majority of people do, keep your fucking mouth shut!

P.S. That “sorry” was for you Tumblr people having to read it, not for the narrow minded people I’m offending.