come august!

huh

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im drawing again dammit

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views at the olympiazentrum, munich

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another another comic about worms

[come-august]

a comic about a worm on a string

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a sleepless comic about worms

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every time it rains i remember the first time i ate hongshao pork at this chinese restaurant in stl

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pizza roll fueled every night fantasy

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remember that one baby ass kid in petalburg city spitting straight philosophy about reflections like shit calm down socrates ur 6

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lil ghosties

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pick a direction and just keep walkin

[awwdorables]

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[archosaur-automaton]

Crabs amaze me. They’re the perfect life form, a tank made of legs and living hate-armor. It’s not just about their physicality, though; it’s the soul of the crab. See, no crab in the bottomless history of the sea has ever questioned itself, doubted itself, worried, or been afraid. A crab is pure motion. A crab is pure id and unrelenting forward force. Crabs invented the word violence and they will scuttle on the surface of the world while the red giant of Sol creeps closer to devour everywhere we’ve ever known. They will look into the sky and clack their claws and there will be no fear. 

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[archosaur-automaton]

Excuse me how the fuck did you create the perfect illustration for what I was trying to express

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couldn't tell if it was a shitpost or waxing poetic on carcinisation but it spoke to me and i felt like illustrating it out lmfao im glad you like it

[archosaur-automaton]

Crabs amaze me. They’re the perfect life form, a tank made of legs and living hate-armor. It’s not just about their physicality, though; it’s the soul of the crab. See, no crab in the bottomless history of the sea has ever questioned itself, doubted itself, worried, or been afraid. A crab is pure motion. A crab is pure id and unrelenting forward force. Crabs invented the word violence and they will scuttle on the surface of the world while the red giant of Sol creeps closer to devour everywhere we’ve ever known. They will look into the sky and clack their claws and there will be no fear. 

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[58kill]

Layers Upon Layers.

Muscle, Flesh.

Muscle, Flesh.

Muscle, Flesh.

I Can Survive Atmospheric Entry. OK?

[hollowtones]

this post makes me feel like we’re the only survivors on a space station hurtling towards certain doom & this Really Big Ape is trying to reassure me that he’ll make it back home safe even if the station’s final escape pod can only fit me inside 

i’m holding back tears… thank you, reuben…

[58kill]

I Am The Final Escape Pod.

Are You Ready?

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