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I needed it. Everyone needed it
Valentine's day woah
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Well, better late than never, right?
Happy New Year everyone! I hope your year is starting off great!
Monólogo Duckman. Parte del capitulo Vacaciones de locura
Estacionar… y conducir y comprar y comer y trabajar… en algun lado y de algun modo los masticaron y los escupieron y ya no quieren vivir mas, no se dan cuenta de como es este mundo con tantas revolturas, cada día es una prueba agonizante, como balancear un pote de agua hirviente en la cabeza mientras la gente te golpea las piernas y el trasero… Creen que estoy loco?! Pues la única enfermedad que tengo es la vida moderna, un eterno sufrimiento de in eficiencia miseria que es un desfile de decepción desaire, engaño, exclusiones, frivolidad, traición boberias, adulaje y cazadores, todos haciendo cada día tan divertido como el cerrar un auto ardiente con la lengua, en donde aun, si uno tiene la suerte de la posibilidad de un poco de placer, como digamos, que una operadora telefónica ninfomaniaca con el control muscular de una limpiadora de petates acepta desnudarse contigo, terminara antes de empezar, porque algun taxista maloliente golpea su taxímetro en tu portezuela, y el taxi es de algun golpeador de piñatas de un culto de santería en Guacalpa, quien comienza a enseñarte huesos de gallina y te da un moretón en el rostro tan grande que solo necesita el autógrafo de Michael Jordan para completarlo, y aun con todo esto, con todo esto!, aun me levanto de mi patética cama cada mañana y meto mi rostro en la maquina segadora un día mas, sabiendo que cuando sea la hora de usar la llave de la carta cósmica en las puertas del cielo no estaré en mi ataúd de todo modos porque algun ladrón desalmado vendió mi corazón, páncreas y otros órganos bien sanos al mismo culto de santería Por eso alguien se preguntará por qué alguien aguanta la cordura por los átomos de las puntas de las uñas, mientras que la vida juega sucio con sus dígitos, Y EN VERDAD SE PREGUNTAN POR QUE PAREZCO… loco?.
Ahh, pero seguro que ya han escuchado esto cientos de veces…
Loooove Chiquitita
The good ol' Wallace.
Nada como subir un dibujo con temática del 18 de septiembre al día siguiente!
Y si, esta bebiendo el terremoto para niños, tiene 10 años.
self portrait that I forgot to post here
The client who commissioned me to do adult Mindy is back, and this time he wanted to see Isidro!
He suggested I give him long hair and keep his old sweater, but due to the growth, his hands are now visible.
Just got a pretty massive weight lifted off me, but I haven't drawn anything in like a month. Trying to get back into the swing of things.
MY B-DAAAAY
Hey, the last time I drew Belle was in September… 2023… That can't stay like this.
Pardo, Isidro and Mindy!
"I am Abdel-Majeed… writing to you from the heart of hunger and bombardment"
Peace be upon you, I never imagined I’d write a plea to the world like this… But today, I have no other choice.
My name is Abdel-Majeed. I’m a father to a baby girl who hasn’t even turned one 👶, and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife — she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.
We are now living under a sky raining fire 💥 and on a land with no food and no water 🚫💧. Hunger is eating us alive. The shelling never stops. Even the soup kitchens have closed 🚷 — And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful ❤️.
I know the world is tired. I know everyone is struggling. But I am writing to you from deep pain — From the heart of a father with nothing left: No milk 🍼, no bread 🍞, not even a drop of hope.
A bag of flour here costs $600 💸. Can you imagine?
We don’t dream of meat 🥩 or fruit 🍎 — We just want a small piece of bread to silence my baby girl’s cries.
I cry in silence 😢 as I watch her tremble from hunger, while my wife tries to soothe her with the softest voice full of broken tenderness…
But love alone doesn’t feed. And it doesn’t protect us from the bombs 💔.
Please… Don’t scroll past. Even $1 could be the line between life and death.
I’m not asking for the impossible. I just want to keep my family alive. To give my daughter one more day…
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
Please share — don’t let this post fade. Let it reach every living heart.
Save a life today. Be the hope we no longer have. ✨
Adult Mindy!
I was really surprised when a follower commissioned me to draw one of my own creations! Thanks to the client! This was so much fun!