a part of a page of the last chapter of 'shimeji simulation' where both shijima tsukishima (the girl with mushrooms on her head) and majime yamashita (the girl with a fried egg on her head) are hugging each other. both are tearing up, and majime's eyes are closed.

the flowers are forever. ❀

hey. i'm omishi.

i am a yuripilled weirdo filipino american transfem (she/they). i am 20. i am studying philosophy. i am god. i am a synthesis of all parts of the internet culture i was steeped in. i am built by ruins and garbage. i am an emotional wreck. i am hopeful despite everything that has happened.

i love art. i love comfort. i love the world. i love fish. i love making the world better. i love flowers. i love the efforts to end all systems of oppression and their forms and manifestations—capitalism, misogyny, racism, ableism, queerphobia, fatphobia, islamophobia, the police state, etc. i love yuri. i love you. (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

this site is meant to be functional more than anything else. i will not do much other than write.

what i'm doing right now: figuring out what's up with me

i am not available for contact other than discord and email. my discord is fallenangelicism. you can also contact me through omisher@proton.me




the button of omishi's site, with notes of light green, blue, and pink. made in paint.



"over a long time, we traced ourselves back to one simple wish
and we might've found it
something that gave us our own outlines
and the reason why we're here."