
Sedulous Darling
@starlitDearheart
they/them | I’ve got an 8-ball charm on my choker for a reason! | AFFILIATED with the Felt but I do not work for them
Oh my god I forgot to make a pinned chit- Hii my name is Sedulous, I’m non-binary, uhhhh I like to write and make art sometimes? I’m affiliated with the Felt, but I don’t work for them. It’s just that Snowman does. I might add to this later? Maybe. [[ooc: hi this is a selfship oc/self-insert lol. If you wanna know more about them you can come look at their artfight profile if u want. https://artfight.net/character/6853712.sedulous-darling-hs-selfship <- there. There will also be hidden text on this account, which you can see by unqirking the chit. Hashtag Just void player things! & Profile pic is by meoware on tumblr!]]
I haven’t mowed through ibuprofen like this in awhile. Not since the last time(s) I got stabbed. Guh.
Cute aggression meter is reaching unparalleled heights, elevated levels may prove fatal to all those who do not have the constitution to perceive multiple Pickle Inspectors simultaneously
He’s so cute I need to put him in a quaint little mason jar and store him in my pantry in a cool dry place RAAAGHH
Tired. Tired tired tired. But I don’t want to sleep yet. I was going to say ‘maybe I’m not eating enough’ but I already know I’m not eating enough. (Again.) it’s not intentional, not like that. I’m just stressed. Blugh. #vagueposting #vent
Getting very tired of missing people I shouldn’t have to be missing. I’m so tired, being here. I’m trying not to think about it, but it’s getting to me, bit by bit. #vagueposting #vent
I love feeling dizzy and hearing my blood rushing in my ears and feeling the arteries in my neck throb for minutes afterwards and seeing my vision get that little more static-y every time I get up, I love it so much! That’s sarcasm. I want to get off Mickey’s dick smasher.
Why isn’t the hobby hobbying. Let me Do, shit head
Been a minute since the sky’s been clear… still, nice to see the stars anyways.
What I say when I’m happy: What I say when I’m sad: This time I’m really gonna do it.
Oooc: testing bullshit please hold lol
You know, sometimes I almost forget that I live in a house with a bunch of mobsters. But then, alas. The gunshots.
It’s ->Moon Child<- (wao-oh-oh) (You got the ((power)) to (be his) (((friend)))) It’s ->Moon Child<- (wao-oh-oh) ->[It’s The Beginning Of A New And Excitingly Different Story!]<-
Oh, Felt Manor, I’m just feeling kinda low. (A new door appears where there wasn’t one before. Inside is a computer, which can send email.) Oh shit, for real?
The novelty of my New Situation is wearing off but the stress Certainly Isn’t. I feel like an under-enriched zoo animal but I do not have the mental power to change this because just, (gestures at Everything Ever)
UNBEATABLE ost save me. Save me UNBEATABLE ost. https://youtu.be/DqlivYRDkm0?si=bpCE_qyx6I1TuQ1r
(Voice of a guy who barely ate half a breakfast and forgot to drink water for 3 hours and ate fruit after taking adhd medication) hwy am I so unfocused and tired? It’s forever a mystery. Oh well

- #Gpoy #GrimmPictureOfMyself - https://i.ibb.co/V0RQc8vz/immage.png
I am so deeply, in the darkest pits of my being, SICK OF THIS DUDE. And now there’s more than one of him, which frankly, ONE was already far too many of him to ever exist. If they all died tomorrow I would still never be at peace because I’d know that there are other versions of him in existence and that very knowledge would, will, and has haunted me to the ends of the earth. If you ground every version of this freak in existence into a fine powder, incinerated it, and fed it to a black hole, and then removed the black hole from existence entirely, reality would still be poisoned by even the smallest flicker of a memory of him. Thank you and good afternoon. Fuck. #vaugeposting
Because of the (general) nature of time, new things happen forever. I know this, but sometimes, I am very much reminded of it!






