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Do people understand that when you say “I’m tired” it doesn’t mean “I didn’t get enough sleep last night” or “I need more physical energy”?
It means I am drained. I have been fighting through each day just to wake up and do it again. I am tired of existing in a world where everything feels like a struggle and nothing feels right. I am tired of fighting negative thoughts. I am tired of waking up.
"Stop saying 15 year olds with weird interests are cringe, they're 15" this is true however you should also stop saying adults with weird interests are cringe because who gives a shit
To wit:
I want to share some wisdom from my high school art teacher.
In my AP Art class, there was a girl who was just starting to experiment with mixed media. At this point she was still playing around, trying to decide what direction she wanted to go with her portfolio. So one critique day, she brought in an abstract canvas with some rhinestone highlights and painted and real peacock feathers. She loved sparkles and peacock feathers so she thought she’d try introducing them a *little*. And after everyone had given some input, the teacher gave her his advice, VERY roughly paraphrased here:
“So here’s the thing… I do not like this style. These are just elements that do not speak to me personally, but I see that you like them, and you’re doing interesting things with them.
“My biggest critique is, I only merely *dislike* this piece. I want you to make me HATE it. Go crazy with the things that you like. Don’t hold back trying to make it palatable to people like me. Because I am NEVER going to like it. And if the audience does not like it, it should drive them crazy seeing how much YOU love it.”
Her portfolio was chock full of neon colors and glitter and rhinestones and splashes of peacock feathers and it was a delight. Our teacher despised every piece lol, but she got great marks and I think even won some awards. And more importantly, she was happy and proud of the results. Because she didn’t limit herself by trying to appeal to people who were never going to enjoy what she enjoyed.
Takeaway here: be as cringe as you want. Don’t limit yourself based on other ppl’s tastes. They’re not you, and you are incredible 💕
do you ever think about this quote by mary lambert because i think about it all the time
Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters
natalie wee, our bodies & other fine machines
sam sax, hydrophobia
I just want to leave like I never existed.
I don’t want anyone to remember me,
I don’t want to hurt anyone.
tonight i shall be screaming “i will not ruin my body over & over just to show that i am hurting” into existence
i’m very happy you’re alive. thank you for fighting, for beating the odds, for always trying your best. life won’t be easy, but nothing worthwhile is ever easy.
“I don’t want to die, I just don’t want to exist any more” sounds mild if you’ve never experienced it, but it is in fact a horrible, violent way to feel.
My best .
The desire to not wake up tomorrow is getting stronger
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How do you explain emptiness? How do you explain the days and nights staring at your ceiling? The conversations you can’t remember because they don’t mean anything? How do you explain knowing that you’re suppose to be feeling something but cant? I feel like I am no longer apart of this world, I stare outside and I don’t see colours, I see nothing.
“They turned her into a weapon and then complained when she learned to defend herself.”
—unintended consequences
I will never get behind the “I’m your parent, you should show me respect no matter what” like no. If you belittle me, talk to me disrespectfully, and act as if I owe you the world just because you gave me some of your genes I won’t respect you. Respect isn’t something you’re owed, you earn it.