"๐๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ต๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฆ, ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ..." ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ง ๐๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ฉ๐จ A commission for Dr. Pants~
"๐'๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ข๐จ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ!" There's nothing wrong with me, this is how I'm supposed to be~ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฟ๐ค๐ ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐จ: ๐ผ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐๐๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐ค๐ฉ (๐๐ญ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏโ)
Snoopy of Suburbia Balliday Boulevard of squeaky bones Are we the wagging St. Scooby Give me trazadone Sheโs a bad girl Extraordinary growl Letterbark Wake me up when September ends
I can't count how many times I've wanted to leave the fandom due to not feeling like I belong. It's a popularity contest, and I feel like I can never make it because of that. I've built up so much unnecessary hate and resentment, I can never have fun with art anymore. I don't want to feel this way.
Over my time in the fandom, people I would consider the nicest, coolest, most interesting people I've met have told me multiple times about how they think about leaving the fandom. It's becoming harder to convince them to stay, and convince myself I should stay too as someone who also thinks of it.
"๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ข ๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ค๐ฆ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ!" ๐๐๐ ๐ฝ๐ก๐ช๐ฃ๐๐๐ง ๐ฝ๐ช๐๐๐ก๐ Fit with antenna to control it remotely, and built-in speakers to feed the brain commands, your subject will be bound to your suggestion in no time!
