[archbudzar]

follow my art on Instagram ❤️

[anexperimentallife]

[findingfeather]

This! Is one of the ways that not being trapped in one small circle of people is very important.

Because those things ARE simultaneously true! But if one or the other of those people can’t go somewhere else, they are truths that cause an immovable conflict.

(It’s also worth drawing out: if you have seriously fucked up, and hurt someone, and you’re trying to be better, very often the best thing you can do for the person you hurt is never make them have to deal with you again. Remove yourself from their lives. You have the absolute right to become better; you do not have the right to demand they accept your improvement, or reconcile with you.)

[cosmicanger]

Keyboard Puffer by Liminal (2023)

[penname-tbd]

tbh in some cases calling my projects “wips” kinda feels like a joke, because it implies that it’s actually “in progress” rather than being a thing that plagues my brain every once in a while.

[foxofninetales]

WILTS: Works In Long Term Storage

[lasenbyphoenix]

WHMFUTF: Works Haunting Me From Under The Floorboards

[foxofninetales]

The Tell-Tale WIP

[devils-queen]

✞ 666 ✞

[crunchbuttsteak]

[middleagerfrommars]

[socialmaya]

[cannibalchicken]

[sobbing-space-trash]

How I feel everytime I have to be a customer

[sygol]

lets out a single pitious whimper but doesn't elaborate

[escuerzoresucitado]

[corporation-cats]

[pomeranian2]

[fairycosmos]

i literally am unfit for human relationships but im being so brave about it

[funnytwittertweets]

[comradesaucegay]

every year around christmas me and my grandma play this fun family game called “maybe you want to put jesus in your room instead, sweetie? :)”. now, it’s important to note that the jesus referred to in our game is not actually the real jesus christ, but instead a wooden figure i made in 2011 that has an uncanny resemblance to the lord and savior himself

so what happens is that i place jesus in our living room, and my grandma smiles and asks me if i don’t want to decorate my room with him instead. i ask her in return if she thinks my jesus figure is ugly (which he is), but she reassures me that this is not the case. however, a couple of days later jesus mysteriously disappears from our living room, and appear in my room instead

now, the real jesus christ might have been able to perform a miracle like this, but please remember that the jesus in our story is only a figure made out of wood. he can not move on his own, so i think we can safely say that my grandma is the prime suspect here

the first year i would often confront my grandma about this, but she would always make up an excuse and never straight up tell me she moved him because he’s so ugly it’s an embarrassment to the family

eventually i grew tired of her lies, so now we only move jesus around in silence. one second he’s in the living room, the next he’s back in my room. in a way i think this adds an extra element of excitement to the holiday season, because you never know for sure when jesus is going to be moved again

[comradesaucegay]

and so it begins..

[voxiferous-deactivated20171119]

i was not fucking ready for this photograph

[the-g-m]

creating is so fun and rewarding and i hate doing it