never kill yourself . your next apple could be so good it makes you feel like a horse

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never kill yourself . your next apple could be so good it makes you feel like a horse
"Pushing Your Luck"
painted with acrylic gouache and every shade of green paint marker i got lying around :^) painted on the mat frame too and it came out better than i thought!
SINNERS By comic artist, Rombutan
once you notice half of all memes are just a picture of a black person with unrelated text over them you really cannot unsee it
Erika Toliusis (b.1969) - Pacific Angel. 2022. Oil with palette knife on canvas.
i need one of those sleeve tube things that they put around dogs’ heads and ears while they are being blow dried
late summer / early fall thoughts
Disco Elysium animation 🕺
Yeah man, this wizard sleepover is cozy. I just saw a guy gently clap his hands together and say "hot beverage conjuration" or something, and suddenly everyone was holding a perfect mug of their favorite warm drink in their hands. Nobody who was already sleeping even woke up, that's how cozy it is. I'm over here casting pillow and level 2 pyjamas. I think I just heard "power word: blanket fort" two groups over. I gotta get in there.
5 0 Y E A R S A G O
I struggled writing poems back in school. For Shakespeare's style of sonnets, I'd add extra beats. Or worse, I'd fail to meet iambic rules. Or I wouldn't even try, I'd just cheat. My teacher tried to help me to improve, but make word grammar right no easy time. She told me that to make the couplets smooth, for every other line to have a match. I threw in bigger words I didn't know, which catalyzed it arduous to parse. My difficulty spelling always shows, so when I write just know that it's a farse. It doesn't help I'm fucking up the tone, by writing fics where Kermit and I bone
you're not an horrible person you are 15 years old
"you can be 15 years old and also a terrible person" teenagers do stupid shit all the time, adults do stupid shit all the time, what matters is that you learn about that and that you don't let that define you. you are figuring out yourself and you never really stop doing that.
this is a thing i saw on tiktok and it's been bothering me forever and ever. okay yeah you took bad decisions/hurted people/etc. but that doesn't mean that you're destinated to hurt people or to be a bad person forever and ever. perhaps at the moment you thought what you were doing was good. perhaps you were trying to protect yourself. perhaps you just didn't know any better. perhaps you thought that it wouldn't be that bad. whatever thing you've might've done on the past doesn't define you in any sort of way. you are a human being and you will do a lot of mistakes until you die. putting yourself down won't help on anything. others putting you down doesn't mean anything. don't let your mistakes be something that defines you, but let them be a reminder that you're still here and that you can grow as a person.
if this breaches containment I'll be genuinely happy. be kinder to yourselfs. life is about growing and learning, not about punishing and denying.
also fuck it: even if you had fun hurting people, you can always change. you can always decide to do something else. you can always choose differently. you are not tied to That Time You Found It Fun To Bully People. you are worth being better to yourself, to others, and to the world—and i put yourself first for a reason.
Please help me survive to August.
this is hopefully the last donation post I have to make. I've made it through the first two days of training at a new job, they delayed them both by a week, pushing back my start date to after August 5th. rent is due the first, I have bills between now and then I cannot pay, including $108 due in two days and $300 in bills due the first week of August on top of my $470 rent payment due on the first.
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thank you!! this is truly saving me, I cannot stress enough how meaningful it is to have this support.
wedding dresses are white specifically so that if the bride goes axe-crazy you can rest assured you will see the blood stains all over her and it'll be sick as fuck
guy currently hurtling toward a migraine at a rate that would impress most astrophysicists: i wonder wgat is happening in my beautiful telephone
More like Kermit the SLUT put some CLOTHES on you saucy little PERVERT
They found me in the Forest
Before I tasted Fear
My father was my Mother
My mother was a Deer
Her legs were sharp and Angled
Her teeth were long and Red
She raised me as a Hunter
To shoot her in the Head
She hates me for my Softness
She snarls at my Fur
My mother's always Taunting
That I'm half a Man as her
I feel her track my Movements
Through the crosshairs of her Gun
I should be my Father's Daughter
But I'm My Mother's Son