lonely fries in a stormy Kurger Bing. Lilac did not get to see their White so for now, memories must suffice. but are these even real? how far have they strayed from what really happened between them?
alt image (blahaj zone)

despite me not being in a drawing mood, this one came out well i think. simplistic shapes, but it feels okay. this post was made while listening to Mii Channel “Making a Mii” song. it’s a great song but it’s also got a bit of that “going crazy and forgetting and misremembering” vibe, so i felt like it fit. especially during that string legato section (0:35) i really feel Lilac losing it, saying “no, that isn’t right, is it?”. the truly horrifying experience of misremembering details you liked and forgetting it.
Lilac, all alone with fries to share with no one. they are eating them all on their own. after two chili chee burgers… this feels uncomfortable. they ordered for two and are now stuck with too much.
Lilac feels full, uncomfortably full, unsure of how their Lilac is doing, unsure of where things will go… what if they find someone else?.. what if Orange picks them up instead? oh god not Orange! no, they would never… would they?
i wish you a wonderful day full of certainty and a nice “i feel like doing things” attitude
EDIT: improved alt text: added the rain against the windows
*sigh* i wish i had someone to treat me the way lilac treats white… also, poor lilac! i didn’t realise i could be this emotionally invested in a serial about stick figure people. well done, friend!
p.s. i only realised that it’s “kurger bing” after scrolling back up to look at the picture again lol
Shit, human relationships are hard. Managing a proper distance with people? Not promising more than you can deliver despite the fact that you wish you could deliver it? Hurting people you just want to help? Feeling like the only thing holding us back are geography, economics, and politics? I really hate all of it. It makes me want to cut off all contact with everybody I know just so that way I won’t actively hurt them. We might be lonely; we might miss each other, but at least I won’t ruin their lives anymore.
And yet, I still can’t walk away. It’s so stupid and so frustrating, but I just can’t help being the piece of shit that I am. I wish they could just find somebody better than me; somebody who will make them happy, but I can’t hold myself back like I really should. I just hope they realize that I’m more trouble than I’m worth and to look for what they need elsewhere. They are all wonderful people, but thanks to circumstances outside of my control, I only wish to distantly support them. If there are people out there who can love my worthless ass, there are people for everybody. They certainly deserve it more than me.
totallynotjessica. is that self-deprecation im hearing there?
i hope not. but im hoping for you, not for me.
EDIT: also this kinda came out of nowhere and doesnt appear related to the post at all.
are you doing okay, totallynotjessica? are you looking to talk?I’ll be fine. I’ve just been having a rough couple of days.
also this kinda came out of nowhere and doesnt appear related to the post at all.
i have no idea whats going on for both of you but to me it read as a parallel with shared themes
either way thanks for sharing
hmm I can see what you mean and I was a bit on a rampage yesterday evening, so yea it does certainly have some parallels.
I just havent seen totallynotjessica this direct in some time and swearing in my comment section… so thats why it felt out of place.
new candidate for world’s biggest mood
mew…
what is it dear lenalena? ~




