Keni
occasionally subtle
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
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Xuebing Du
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Cosimo Galluzzi
Three Goblin Art
Andulka
roma★
Origami Around
macklin celebrini has autism
Peter Solarz
taylor price
shark vs the universe
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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@canada-isnt-real
on a surface level, I’m mad about the fact that alllll of the porn tags are just gone. boom. this is my go to, man.
on a deeper level, I’m REALLY mad that Tumblr’s deleting this content because it’s Big Brothering and it’s a super scary precedent.
you ever just feel like everybody in your life hates you?
One of the new paintings I’ve been working on
click to trip balls
Unleash the hounds of Hell! (Hell hound, AD&D Monster Manual, TSR, 1977.)
Kate Bush
Saturday Night
Mustard is the best
i hate being poly and being jealous and being like WHy
when u go to pick up the vase u saw on craigslist but when u get there it’s actually two people facing each other
“Why do you beat yourself up so much over little mistakes?”
I beat myself to death over little things. I call myself names. I hate myself.
Sometimes I rack my brain trying to go back in time to the moment when it started, something my parents said, or did, some traumatic event. I don’t know if it exists. I think we want to believe these tendencies are learned, but what if they aren’t? What if I’m blaming my parents for something that’s in the air, that’s more like the original sin of humanity, I picked it up from the culture, I learned it at school.
If I have a child and they end up as fucked up as me, maybe it’s just that we’re in it together. Yes, I’d be passing down trauma to them. Undoubtedly. And I know without a doubt my parents passed on some of their shit to me. I hate them for it a lot. But by seeing them as ground zero for every flaw I see in myself I do them a disservice.
Just something I’ve come to think.
