I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
it is september 20th, the technical start of the autumn season. you sigh to yourself, letting the baseball cap in your hands fall to the ground. it’s no longer summer. your hat is off your head, and not worn backwards. it is no longer time to fucking party.
college tip: take the “no shame” route with your roommate. they see you in ur underwear? who cares. they witness you playing neopets for over 8 hours a day and walk in on you crying with bad indie pop playing in the background semi frequently? well
Panel applications for Momocon 2015 are now online!
This year we move into the Georgia World Congress Center. There is going to be so many more thousands of square feet it’s going to blow your mind.
And we need your help to fill it full of the best programming possible.
Have a cool idea for a panel or wondering why you don’t see a topic on the schedule? Send in an application!
And of course if you just want to help make it a better con, join us as a volunteer! Volunteers are really what makes a convention and there is a place for everyone in our Momocon family.
look at these things
they’re like tiny
but instead of breathing fire they squeak and cuddle
and they have funny ears and noses
I mean really
bats are amazing
This post is so fucking important to me
except for you know, rabies
They’re fucking precious
Living with mental illness means that on some days it will be even harder to cope and you might not be able to explain why. It could be because you havent slept enough, because a smell reminded you of feeling sad, or for no reason at all.
This is a reminder that we dont have to justify our feelings or abilities to anyone, just do whats needed to make it to the next day.