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@deaddennis
how to become good at everything no practice no effort no motivation no passion no talent fast free
god's weakest soldier is scrolling tumblr instead of being productive or participating in any of their hobbies
the author's barely disguised longing for a kinder world
the author's barely disguised hatred for capitalism
Asunder is basically the most classic way to be torn, and if you're looking to be cleft, in twain is a vintage but stunning choice
We all do, buddy. We all do
S O O N
When I was in school, one of my art teachers used to say “this world needs more creators. There’s more than enough destroyers in the world today.”
Just a reminder, if you create anything–art, writing, food, machines, ideas, equations, knits, tools, gardens–the world needs you.
there are more than enough destroyers in the world today
“‘You’re lucky,’ he said. ‘You’re wonderfully lucky. Most of us can only break things.’”
— The Silver Branch, Rosemary Sutcliff
Even Darwin had his bad days.
Darwin its like me with writing
this is so true im disgusted
I fucking hate James Tissot’s paintings because in ALL OF THEM there is ALWAYS someone staring right at you, but it’s not always immediately visible. You just feel watched by this mf. Sometimes the little shit is right there at the centre, but others the bastard is just gazing from the distance, it is CREEPY, my guys
STOP STARING AT ME, THIS IS DISCONCERTING AS FUCK
I think this is hilarious. We’ve been caught.
In James Tissot paintings, art observes you.
I love this actually it really brings you into the scene. It denies you the psychological position of outside observer and makes you feel as if you were almost there.
Always reblog James Tissot
Nothing makes me feel as quite alive as a good poem
I was searching the latest stories in a fandom on ao3 and had a sickening feeling that I didnt know if these were ACTUALLY written by authors or by AI and boy I didnt like that feeling at ALL
my toxic trait as a writer is that I’ll be like “I have free time. I am going to write right now” and then I. don’t
I feel this in my spleen