I Got So Unbelievably Fucking Lucky With My Roommate I Cant Believe It Like I Cant Even Put Into Words

i got so unbelievably fucking lucky with my roommate i can’t believe it like i cant even put into words how much i love them and how grateful i am for their patience and consideration and consistency

as much i love them all, i really think if i lived with anyone else in our program the sheer stress of the work would bleed into the home and they wouldnt be as tolerant or cognizant of my peculiarities, so i think i truly am very blessed to have all that i do and i’m glad my roommate and i can grow and learn and accommodate one another together instead of letting stubbornness and different needs pull us apart

i love my neighborhood so dearly bc ive known these people my whole life and we’re all family!! so i know that whenever i lock my car (i have to lock it five times, and it beeps every time) i know theyre not annoyed about it because they know that it means i’m home and safe :] anywhere else im worried about disturbing others but when i’m home i know that if anyone notices the “HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK”, they’ll feel good knowing im safe at home

intro post! :O)

my name’s buddy! you can call me that or placeholder! pronouns are it/its, i’m in college for BFA musical theatre!

i do art, write fanfic, make music sometimes

i’m very much into clowns, circuses, roller coasters, music theory and musical theatre! i’m part of many many fandoms but i’ll put some main ones in the tags!

would love to make some mutuals! i have trouble reaching out due to fear of overstepping, but i’ll always reply to messages and asks and stuff! i’m a very social creature

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i cannot stress enough how lucky i got to have the friends that i do

i’m at a party rn and i got really overwhelmed because it was an easter potluck and the dish i was gonna bring got messed up bc our oven broke, then i couldn’t eat a lot at the potluck bc when i get too stressed i can’t try anything new and EVERYTHING was something new, then it was way louder than i anticipated and there were a lot of flashing lights and stuff once the actual Party part started

but then my friend (who lives in the apartment the party’s at) quietly and discreetly offered me her room for as long as i needed it and helped me out with the lights, and my roommate brought me water and some snacks they keep for me in case i can’t find anything i can eat when im stressed and i just

i got really really really lucky and everyone in my class is so kind and i know they don’t even think about these things as being a big deal but it means the literal world to me, i love them all a lot

i’ve gotten more grounded and they’re watching hop so i’m probably gonna join them in a few minutes :]

coming back home often puts me in a very similar headspace to that of steven universe towards the end of su:f (bad) but with that comes the emotional push that i need to get out of my artblock and ideas start pouring out of me like a coke freestyle machine (good)

anyway prepare for a large influx of fics this holiday season