Hello Tumblr, once again. I'm newmoonlex and I have recently escaped Elon's claws once again. I post this so I can reconnect with my fallen Brazillian brethren. Ele nĂŁo pode mais te machucar.
Anyways, check out my main oc and mascot.
Peter Solarz
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

Andulka
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Cosimo Galluzzi
art blog(derogatory)

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Origami Around
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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One Nice Bug Per Day

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@newmoonlex
Hello Tumblr, once again. I'm newmoonlex and I have recently escaped Elon's claws once again. I post this so I can reconnect with my fallen Brazillian brethren. Ele nĂŁo pode mais te machucar.
Anyways, check out my main oc and mascot.
my apartment
Also, here's my secondary character, Namioto. Ain't she a cute lil' robot thing. She will kill you though. That cannon arm can level miles of land.
THOUGHT GAINED: INFERNAL ENGINES
PROBLEM
The world is ending. You know it, your neighbor knows it, the dealer knows it, the jailer knows it, the king and all his men know it. All one has to do is look around to see it— the future is curdling into something pale and incorporeal. The infernal machine that is this stupid world is going to blow, sooner rather than later. So what are you doing? Why are you still here? Why is anyone still here?
SOLUTION
You are doing the only thing worth doing. You are living. *Why,* you ask? Try and remember now. Remember your mother’s hand on your shoulder. Remember the taste of a fresh catch. Remember the times when you were kind to the dogs in the valley and they did not bare their teeth. Remember the weight of a child on your shoulders. Remember the stars throwing their light against the wall of sodium and smog. Remember singing until your throat was raw. Remember crying just as loudly and publicly, and the gentleness with which someone opened your curled fist and pressed a handkerchief into your palm. Crying, laughing, running, eating, screaming, haunting, loving, fighting, fighting, fighting. The fight fuels you, and you fuel the fight. You run yourself ragged just for a chance to keep running. You never stop. You cannot stop. The world depends on it. *You* are the infernal engine. You are the world. And, simply put: you want to live.
from reaper to babysitter
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Let's Bake A Cake! - [OPEN K]
Made this guy for a chemistry assignmentÂ
My gift to my girlfriend for our anniversary.
how yall use this grrrr
hi (im doing as the twitter post said)
hello fred
I had this horrible vision that the “papyrus is gaster” theories were true and it was because that it turned out that royal scientist WD Gaster was actually a human and his creation ripped him apart metaphysically AND physically and papyrus is actually his skeleton lmao