pixel vapor

 my misfortune dance with me  

[anonyymoose]

piece of media you feel crazy about at formative age is truly like the hotel california. you can check out but you can never leave

[kyotoprotocols]

[chronictranssexuality]

"you don't owe anyone anything" You are a tar pit. Speak for yourself. I personally owe the cafe employees my dishes put away and my friends a listening ear and small scared insects a cup and a gentle trip outside. Hyperindividualism is a rancid infection borne of capitalism and willfully misinterpreted therapyspeak and I will defy it by continuing to be kind regardless of whether or not it benefits me personally

[housegoblin]

I hope 2026 is kind to us all

[bebs-art-gallery]

“BACK WHEN TIME DIDN’T MATTER” — AN OIL PAINTING BY RIONA

[raven-photos]

[fairycosmos]

does it ever get better? has it gotten better? will it get better? when will it get better?

[fairycosmos]

[lakevida]

cancel your plans we’re thinking about the pale blue dot voyager pic tonight

[danlisreal]

this image of earth from saturn rattles around in my skull at all hours of the day

[darkaviarymc]

Tragedy alignment chart. Feel free to use, but please reblog if you do.

[rosenkranz-does-things]

wanted to do some lighting studies, and of course what better inspiration for it than the x files. first two were done in procreate, 3rd in heavypaint, 4th in infinite painter

[sporadiccupcakeengineer-deactiv]

Met this lady on a hike recently, and she reminded me autumn is close

[sighinastorm]

Before you continue scrolling, go back and find the other four cows.

[animentality]

[9e978e]

via

[everydaylouie]

Me and U(FO) 👽🐄

[meruz]

How does it feel? I don't know, I...

[susellesie]

no dentist's office. no writing christmas cards. no taking flights. a world where every pain or minor annoyance is dismissed as your consciousness is replaced with a different version of you. a life without pain, or agitation, or monotony. and conversely, a life full of only that for every version of you who experiences the chores you wished to evade.

forget skipping work or school or birth. try everything. never experience anything that expires a negative emotion. the ideal consciousness sold as a product for the price of a version of you that you'll never meet.

but it doesn't matter. you carry the hurt down with you. in your hands, in your mind, your mouth. the grief mark experiences carried into his innie, gemma feeling the pain she experienced in the rooms even after she's been severed.

it doesn't matter. you carry it with you.

[office-anomaly]

i don't want her memory. i want my own.