like the older you get, the more mistakes you make, the more you have to regret, and being an adult is about learning to live with that. but even so, there’s some shit you cannot come back from. there’s some stuff that will mark you for your entire life and harassing a 12 year old kid to suicide is one of those things. it’s the same reason i always go 25 in school zones no matter what, because that’s one of those things i know - if i hurt a kid with my car and there’s even one iota of a chance i could have prevented it by being more careful, i would not recover from that. it’s a mistake i physically and mentally couldn’t live with.
so i’m looking at these antis and i can’t understand how they’re going to deal with this later in their lives. i don’t know how you build a good life knowing you harassed someone to the point of death over a fanart of two adult cartoon characters. you’ve marked yourself with that cruelty and like… i don’t know that there’s any redemption for something like that. you can try, but you better start now and you better go fast and you better never look back. and maybe that’ll be enough. maybe.
since this is somehow necessary for me to say given the antis in the notes of this post: if you require proof of death of a 12 year old child to know you should regret harassing someone on the internet (over a cartoon ship… consisting of two adults…) you need to leave. you need to uninstall discord, turn off your computer, put down your phone, and stay gone until you figure out where and how you lost your sense of humanity. good luck.
hello youtube welcome to tumblr theory. this episode we’re gonna discuss that maybe everyone here pretends voltron is so good because they miss avatar the last airbender
My cousin, all dressed up and about to go to some club: “hey can I borrow that that pink lipstick you were wearing the other day?”
Me, sitting cross-legged on a stool, trying to inhale the smoke of burning bay leaves in front of me because I want to see if you can get high on that shit since it’s rumoured that the priestess of Delphi used to do that, but no one is sure if it really worked, you know: “it’s on my desk”
My cousin: “okay… have… fun…”
I just realized I was subconsciously trying to recreate this painting
