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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@change-in-arts
The Netherlands democratically puts a list of the 2000 best songs together every year around New Year’s and the biggest mystery every time is whether Bohemian Rhapsody wins again
i’m serious, if it doesn’t win, it’s second place
every winner before 2005 is Bohemian Rhapsody as well
why arent we talking about the constant presence of hotel california
affdhbdfjojvtij im goNNA CRY
JELLYFISH IN SPANISH IS JUST “BAD WATER”
Listen, sometimes you’re swimming and you dont see the angry ocean ghost zap you, so you decide that its the water that hurts
Baby armadillo.
Humans will pet anything.
How wonderful, then, to live on a planet full of creatures that like to be petted!
“ How wonderful, then, to live on a planet full of creatures that like to be petted!”
It truly is.
HEY FUCK, THAT VIDEO OF THE STREAMER PLAYING HOTLINE MIAMI AND HYPES HIS SHIT UP BUT THEN GETS IMMEDIATELY KILLED
FOUND IT
This is exactly what Hotline Miami is about
at night, to wind down, I like to play a little music. not practicing, not composing, just improvising and playing something to end the night with.
this is some of that music
| I Used to Think I Was Smart | by Megan Alms
i love it
find the schism between self-confidence and false bravado
squeeze through that unholy crack
all the doubt you’ve squirreled away, all the self-hatred you thought you’d cast out has but retreated to the great stores of your loneliness and remission
but do it
squeeze through
face the hideous truth of your pasts…the millions of pasts you’ve lived
the moments innumerable
when you shrunk away
when you hid yourself
when you ran
when you hated
you
yourself
the only one you’ve got
and when you’re there in that space
between true self-confidence, self-love and the pretension of who you say you are who you want to be
in that space where all your hatred seethes
when you’re there aswarm with the countless past demons you thought you’d vanquished with a lie
a lie of being biggger, better
a lie of uncaring, indifference
a lie of: I’m fine
when you face that horrible storm of truth
find solace
find strength
find love
in knowing you’re there at all…
in knowing how you felt
time and time and time again
of knowing you’ve lived
of knowing the storm somehow will pass
of knowing how if you summoned this much hate and this must evil in torment of YOURSELF and no one else, then you must even still be capable of change
you have changed before
when you tried to fit in
when you hid all this
when you lied so much
so too you will change again
and just imagine all the blessed bits of you you’ll shine
all the good spirits you’ll welcome into your life
all the new places you’ll go and
all the new people you’ll meet
live on everafter, live on evermore
What an amazing amount of detail in this painting. (Source)
Me at first: it’s good! I don’t know what they mean about the detailing tho :/
Me, watching it zoom out: OH SHIT
Me watching it get to the full picture:
OH MY GOD?!?!?!
Oh
My fucking
Wow
I FINISHED HIM
HE TOOK OVER 27 AND A HALF HOURS
(edit:) TO EVERYONE SAYING NICE THINGS ABOUT THIS THANK YOU I LOVE YOU AND APPRECIATE YOUR KINDNESS🖤🖤🖤
Omg this is amazing!
Amazing!!!
THIS IS AN ACTUAL PIECE OF ART HOLY SMOKES THIS IS AWESOME
I realized that some of recovering from depression is changing your perspective on things. So I made my very first two-sided embroidery!
(etsy)
..::Hello, we haven’t talked in quite some time::..
..::I know I haven’t been the best of sons::..
..::Hello, I’ve been traveling in the deserts of my mind::..
..::And I haven’t found a drop…
..::Of life :•: Of you :•: Of water::..
-Addict With A Pen
Just a little sketch to try out Indian ink and the stylograph pen
“Okay”
I’m here,
I’m queer,
I’m getting teary eyed.
Near is my end.
Fear is my friend.
Fear all my friends
Will forget
Me
Y’know?
Irrational,
A mere reaction to
My own past
Flashing in my brain
Clashing with phantom pain.
Rain
Is great.
Pain,
Not so much.
But it’s better than not
Feeling at all.
I caught myself
In the wrong spot
The other day.
I stopped myself
With the wrong thought
That someone will ask too many questions.
Rationality has naturally been
Factioning itself
Against me.
Leaving me
At the worst times.
As I write,
I think,
“These are the
Worst rhymes.”
But it’s not the
First time.
Since my birth I’ve
Been writing.
Just kidding,
That’s a lie.
Writing only came to me
Three years ago
It’s not the same to me
As it used to be though.
It’s gotten me farther
Than even my father
Could get me.
Nevermind about that.
I write poems to show him
That he isn’t allowed to
Explode in me
Anymore.
(And by him,
I mean me.
And by me,
I mean me).
Songs.
Music.
Art.
Whatever helps.
Maybe pain isn’t the only feeling.
I woke up late
The other night
And I remember me
Writing something
On my phone
It goes like:
“Can anything make me feel
Alive
Besides attempts
To die?”
And writing this now,
I ask myself why
I think that sometimes.
It’s not true.
I feel alive right now
Writing this now.
And I like that.
My mind is screwed up,
But I live
And I’ll be okay.
Okay?
Okay…
··· i’ll jump right in and pull my pin
made over the course of three days, coffee, and missed french homework! hope you like it.
yeehaw redraw of one of my most reposted gifs old one (2016):
but now with trench included ;^)
