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Not today Justin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
styofa doing anything
dirt enthusiast
AnasAbdin

shark vs the universe
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Today's Document
noise dept.
cherry valley forever
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Janaina Medeiros

Kaledo Art
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if i look back, i am lost
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@gracefulswansofnever
Comic book artists be drawing women like
We need to stop doing this
Coming in 2017: Tank Monkeys vs Nuclear Spiders
the caption reads: “I’m trying to give him positive role models”
chuck e cheese google reviews are a freakin gold mine
from my local chunky cheese
"You are no longer licensed to use the software," Adobe told them.
In other news, it is now not only morally acceptable but the morally correct thing to do to pirate the fuck out of Adobe’s software line.
Planned Obsolescence gives way to Enforced Obsolescence
[Laughs as I boot up Clip Studio Paint, which I bought one (1) time]
Here’s a list of other programs. Keep posting till it’s widely known.
https://twitter.com/Everblue_Comic/status/1124453210297520128
Good to know these thanks man.
@welcomehellothere
abs are cancelled. we all about soft tummies now
DEAD
Make the bots movie!!!!!!
NOOOOOO STOP
I never related that much with something
The more I think about it, the more I sort of realise that she might not even have time to have a relationship in her current lifestyle. Even if she did feel the same way as I do about her, which I'm fairly sure she doesn't, it still does not mean there's room for that sort of connection and more importantly additional work/stress to fit into her current life. She works hard - damn hard. Loves what she does. She is starting a new job soon and so finishing work at her current place is eating a lot of her time. We've been hanging out every week more or less for a while now. It's been great! Really nice. She can't hang until next week and even that is a maybe. We've known each other for about six years now and we are good friends. But l I think perhaps that's all it should be. She is focused on her career at the moment - and so she should be. So should I.
I guess the reason I'm hung up on this is I have much more free time than she does, and my brain thinks about her every chance it gets. It's a lot... It makes me sad and I'm sort of repulsed by my inability to stop thinking about her. I really need to dive into my projects and finish them. The other problem is I am someome who will drop everything they can to be with or help somebody they love. This is good and very bad. It's bad because it is a rather ridiculous thing to do on most occasions. A strong lack of self worth has fed this for many many years, and so now that I'm finally coming out of that I can see how bad it is but it still hangs on to me tightly, its teeth embedded in my psyche.
I guess I'd like to think way deep down that everybody would do this but I recognise the blatant obvious truth that this is just simply not true. Especially if you feel one way about someone and they do not feel as strongly. I am an emotional person - my existence and interaction with reality is based on emotionally interpreting everything around me. Channeling it into my work helps, but this is becoming almost cripplingly painful.
Just be friends. Destroy this idea in your mind of love that you have crafted. Kill it. Burn it. And the sad thing is I know with absolute certainty that my dumb stupid heart will explode when I next receive a message from her - even if I really wish it didn't......
I am going to attempt to sleep now. This is a very stupid situation and there is only me to blame as usual. So get over it and move on.
……his own fam
Over The Garden Wall
Wirt recites poetry to a little black turtle, as Beatrice rolls her eyes. Greg sits by the lake not paying attention. Jason Funderburker leaps into the water.
Finished this recently. Made it for a great friends birthday. She hasn’t received it yet so I’m only posting it here for now. Haven’t done a proper piece like this in a long time now so I am pretty happy with the results!
That’s a Rock Fact!
A new piece!
Gotta put these thoughts somewhere.
So I've been hanging out with my friend a lot recently who I've fallen for hard over the past year or so. She's amazing in a list of ways too long to write. Anyway I'm trying to be casual and keep my cool but things seem to going well. But i also dont want to get my hopes up because i dont want to assume anything. There are many reasons I can come up with as to why I shouldn't confess things at some point to her, but also my entire stomach is butterflies and I can't eat or sleep. It's 12.54am and ive been trying to sleep but im too excited and i cant stop smiling. It's ridiculous!
Anyway we are hanging out tomorrow for the pretty much the whole day/night, just watching movies and playing games and talking and whatever else.
What if oxygen is poisonous and it just takes 75-100 years to kill us?
My science teacher said he thinks that’s true actually
Yeah this is actually pretty much exactly what is going on. It’s why anti-oxidants are such a big deal. Bonus fact: oxygen oxidizes stuff in your cells or, in other words, it’s not toxic, just setting you on fire very very slowly.
What if there are aliens out there but they subsist on entirely different substances and they’re just scared as shit of us and our crazy ass hell planet? Once in a while some alien anthropologist type suggests checking out the people on this inhabited planet out towards the galaxy’s edge. The other aliens just look at the naive academic with horror. No!! We do not go to that world. That is where the DEATH BREATHERS live. They recreationally consume poisons and are more or less composed of biological fire. Their atmosphere is made of rocket fuel. We must leave the DEATH BREATHERS in peace. Do not go there. Do not.
I tend to always reblog posts about humans being terrifying weirdos to aliens.
@brainsforbabyjesus
okay but…that is actually what went down on earth about 2.5 billion years ago.
Earth was doing just fine with a mostly nitrogen/carbon dioxide atmosphere and everyone was happy to go on living in anaerobic bliss and then cyanobacteria suddenly hit the scene, altered the atmosphere composition so that there was a ton of oxygen gas and killed practically everything (97% or more of all species on earth).
We are literally descendants of the DEATH BREATHERS and cyanobacteria is our deadly mother.
The cyanobacteria holocaust is so big, it doesn’t even have a cool name; it’s just called “The Great Oxygenation Event”; the *second* most apocalyptic extinction event in our planet’s history is the one that’s called THE GREAT DYING (the Permian-Triassic event, about 252 million years ago).
This shit makes like the rock-throwing that wiped out the dinosaurs look like kindergarten.
OH HOW I LOVE THIS POST. It makes me so much happier about being alive. I AM BURNING VERY SLOWLY. *hugs it*
I'm...
I can't get her out of my head. I am trying so hard to push the feelings away but every time we hang out it just becomes more apparent how much I actually respect her, how much I love everything she says and how much I have already fallen.
I am trying to improve myself. I am trying to be better not for her, but for me. For my life and my art and vitality. I try to believe that I will one day be happy through my own doing, and it is truly the only way in the end. I have never been this "well" before, or more accurately I have never tried to better myself this much before, or not in a long time.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid. I am afraid if I come forward eventually and confess it will destroy our friendship. She is not so fragile in terms of relationships. She is strong, and independent, and so beautiful. And so damn amazing. She is so good at what she does. So good. I wish or hope that one day I can be honest with her and that it turns out okay (acceptance/agreeance or rejection but positive).
I am sad and this has been swirling in my head for many months now. One day I'll find a partner! Maybe. Maybe....