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art blog(derogatory)
Sweet Seals For You, Always
i don't do bad sauce passes

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JBB: An Artblog!

shark vs the universe
DEAR READER
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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Friederike Pezold - Mundwerk, 1974/1975
its so weird to me that cis people will dislike their name so ardently and yet. not change it. you guys know that’s an option, right. no one can make you keep the shit name your mom gave you. no, not even her.
“it’s so embarrassing that my parents named me X” you can pick a new one. why are you letting ur mommy and daddy decide what name you wear. do u let them choose your outfits too. you are a grown adult and you can call yourself naruto if you want. no one is gonna stop you.
You can’t name a time you didn’t figure shit out. You gone be aight.
could u imagine if ppl talked about catholicism the same way they talked about like… indigenous ppl’s religions….
girl in horror movie holding a bible open: “according to legend, a mob tortured a half-man, half-god, and nailed him to a wooden cross, leaving him to starve to death. But days later, on this very night, they found he had clawed his way out of the grave. Now those who believe lie in wait for him to rise again, To honour him, they have weekly gatherings where they chant and sing, and at the end of it they eat his flesh and blood.”
girl’s friend: “wow.. thats so creepy…”
horror movie jock: “it’s only a myth, don’t worry”
I love the fact that this is insinuating that jesus is going to try to kill these kids
“They say, when you die, he’ll take your soul to live with him for all eternity…”
(Ominous door slamming, distant organ music plays “For I am the lord of the dance said he”)
literally everything is unisex if u stop giving a fuck
When I worked at Target, it was during the winter, and this guy comes up to my register with a neutral-colored beanie with a fake fur pompom on top. All embarrassed and cringing, asking me if it was a woman’s hat and if it would be weird for him to get it.
I was like, “It’s just a hat. If you like it and you wear it, it’s not a woman’s hat, it’s just your hat. You don’t need to follow what the tag says if you don’t want to.” And it was like I gave him some kind of awe-inspiring wisdom he’d never considered, and he left with that hat on his head.
More cishets need to hear and internalize this message because so many of them are avoiding things that would make them happy just because of it having a label on it for whatever gender.
A rummer, studded with prunts
Prunts are apparently blobs of glass stuck to another bigger piece of glass, like so:
That beaker is absolutely covered in prunts. It is beprunted.
Estás aquí pero a la vez no.
Cómo dos personas que se quieren tanto y se siguen queriendo no pueden ser felices juntos? El único obstáculo que nos separa somos nosotros mismos. Estás aquí pero a la vez no, ¿entiendes?. Siento que te has ido. Dices que me quieres, que no me quieres perder, pero ya nos hemos perdido. Extraño cuando nos sentíamos uno mismo siendo dos. Pero no te quiero dejar ir, sé que dueles pero no quiero dejarte ir porque fuiste lo mejor que me pasó. Aún me aferro a ti cuando no debería, cuando debería dejarte marchar. Me pides que me quede y otra vez tú te vas. Quiero que nos quedemos los dos y seamos de nuevo lo que fuimos.
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it's simple really: october is for horror movies with highly stylized villains and iconic monsters because they make for good costumes. early november is for gothic horror because of the fog and decay etc. late november is for zombies (commentary on consumerist culture). december is for psychological horror and stuff where they're trapped in a room because that's when you have to go to holiday parties with your family.
january is for possession and body horror (the loss of control and transformation of a new year beginning plus toxic diet culture). february is valentine's day so you can do whatever as long as you're horny about it.
march is for religious/cult-themed horror because of lent and easter. obviously april is giallo because the blood splatter represents spring rainfall. needs no explanation
may is for cannibalism and horror comedy (taurus season)
all of summer is for urban legends and anything that features children with minimal adult supervision so kids can watch them and be scarred for life. september is slashers because it's back to school season and that shit always seems to happen to teenagers and college students
Today in Hip Hop History:
50 Cent released his debut studio album Get Rich Or Die Tryin’ February 6, 2003
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To me, the vampire is a perfect contradiction. A creature of evil, yet capable of deep, often destructive love. It survives by causing harm, but still longs for something human-closeness, redemption, the simple act of not being alone. That tension is what keeps pulling me back.
Dracula seduces. Nosferatu terrifies. One is a beautiful monster, the other a grotesque tragedy. And yet they tell the same story: of loneliness, eternity, and a love that can never be pure.
Maybe I return to these stories because they push emotions to their limits. Love becomes obsession, guilt becomes endless, and solitude absolute. This isn’t healthy romance, it’s honest romance. The kind that hurts.
I haven’t seen everything. I haven’t read everything. And I don’t want to. I like knowing there’s always another Dracula waiting, another Nosferatu, another version of the same question:
What remains of a human when you take away death, but leave the feelings behind?
pigeons but shoot it like a hardcore show
Rock dove (Columba livia)
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Protestants are so fucking lame what do you mean the Pope threw a rave?
The Pope's surprise virtual sermon brought new meaning to having a "religious experience" at the rave.