Cactus Codex

Pony blogger, actual cactus, artist, writer, computer scientist, and linguist. New Jersey / Pennsylvania | 21 | male, he/him/his | asexual hispanic | Cereus repandus, or Peruvian apple cactus

Man, thank you so much. I haven’t gotten a message like this ages, and it honestly warms me up so much to just receive this out of the blue. ;-;

On top of that, I’m sure my brother would appreciate it as well. We recently went to the meeting I mentioned before and it feels so refreshing to hear that the school has his back. Hopefully he’ll be getting the right support he needs.

And it’s also good to see my mom get some sense slapped into her =2=

It’s been a stressful situation, but I’m confident that we can make it out of it. Thank you again for your support and kind words. I’m glad someone out there cares that much ;u;

As for PC, I do plan on continuing for as long as I can. And boy, that will probably a rather long time.

Man, I’m so glad that I managed to get Post Crusade to a level where I just never want to let go of it. I have this continuous drive to be working on it, whether it’s silently writing behind the scenes, or actually drawing it when I have the time.

Which means there’s only one goal left to attain.

  • Outlive everyone and become the longest running pony story blog on Tumblr :v

Speaking of IRL friends, here’s a shower thought.

If you meet your online friends, do they then become IRL friends? Or do you have to meet them a certain number of times? Or maybe there’s some regular meeting pattern that has to be established?

Ever wanted to wring your mom’s neck because of how unbelievably dense she’s being?

My brother is becoming more and more depressed and disengaged at school and it’s finally culminating in a family meeting with counselors and social workers, and the bitch won’t shut the fuck up about missing homework.

Homework this, homework that, “you keep lying and not doing homework”, “I think you’re just on your phone too much”, “you don’t respect me so how can I help you”, “you’re failing yourself and me”. The same ol’ abuse-lite that I’ve been hearing so much of lately.

Not even telling her in her face that the counselor said that he’s seriously depressed and you need to stop did anything.

Fucking shook her head in denial and went back to blaming everything but her.

I’m just speechless.

  • All the research in the world: Sleep with your phone completely off! Don't go on your electronics an hour before bed! Make sure your phone is out of sight when you're sleeping!
  • Me: *on my phone until I literally can't keep my eyes open*
  • Me: *nestles phone on my pillow next to my head* goodnight my friend

It’s me!

A plant!

On the tumblr sphere!

I totally didn’t blank out on checking this site for a few days and missed a couple hundred of posts!

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