#notthatgood

[carbonatedbloodsack]

Slurp, ya' know. #homestuck #terezipyrope #eyeburn #notthatgood #myart #libra♎️ https://www.instagram.com/p/B2tLqBBlK60/?igshid=ez2w0gtsspyk

[lukebygrace]

Merc; Smith

Sat in a bland living room, Mr. Smith was sitting on a wooden chair, his legs spread in a squat, the denim fabric of his jeans stretching like a webbing in between his thighs. His back was arched, leaning over himself. His left elbow dug into his thigh, his hand hanging loosely between his legs. His right elbow dug into his right thigh, his hand underneath his chin, his fingers clutching a burning cigarette, a faint trail of smoke drooling up into the air.

His head was pointed to the ginger floorboards, his fingers lightly rolling  the smoke in his hand, his brown eyes looking towards the middle plank; A simple plank of wood, nailed down to connect to another. His throat drew in a light breath, his irises drifting off to the left quickly before a light, raspy exhale grew out of his lips.

His sight drooled over to the right, looking towards the bedroom door, accompanying his lonely sigh. He grew to a squint, focusing in on the 4 panel door, his thoughts echoing in his head, yet something was distraught.

Air drew out from his nose in another sigh of exasperation, his head twisting to the left, eying down the marble kitchen counter, the grey stove, the brass-tipped sink, the sleek, modern fridge; The dull, rusted, metal faded can of kerosene on the tabletop.

His head twisted back to his bedroom; The light snore of a partner just barely poking at his ears. His back straightened, pressing against the wooden backboard of the chair, his legs spreading out further. His head bobbed between both views, drawn out winces and sighs accompanying his disdain.

His leg jostled and kicked up loosely, jittering anxiously. He drug his tongue over his sharp teeth, turning to his bedroom door. His fingers grew tense, a bead of sweat growing over his temple before he turned back down to the floorboard, gritting his teeth and taking a deep breath, a sharp inhale.

His eyes closed sternly, distraught breaths guiding his chest to rise and fall abnormally. He could feel the heat of the cigarette lightly biting at his knuckles, his spare fist starting to clench loosely.

His eyelids drew open, his pupils taking in the floorboards. He lightly shook his head before pushing off of his knees to stand, inhaling a deep set of air and closing his eyes.

[viewsthatisee]

Mixing oil paints like a mofo @citylitfoundationad #art #oilpaints #notthatgood

[steeliebob]

329

[notesfromwest]

Always and Forever

Brother, Brother, Father was cruel to you.

Brother, Brother, What was I suppose to do?

Brother, I held words to him.

Brother, Our sister put a knife to his neck.

Brother, Brother, I want to prove myself to you.

Brother, Brother, What should I do?

Brother, I wish you knew it’s not your fault.

Brother, their sins should not be on your cross.

Brother, Brother, We promise to stand by you.

Brother, Brother, Why is paranoia your only truth?

Brother, let’s try to heal.

Brother, dictatorship is not the ruling family deal.

Brother, Brother, our sister is in tears.

Brother, Brother, what have you done?

Brother, why are you so frightened?

Brother, couldn’t you just be happy for them?

Brother, Brother, Sometimes I swear I hate you.

Brother, Brother, But I will always love you.

Brother, I’m tired of all this in fighting.

Brother, aren’t we family?

Brother, Brother, we all have our demons.

Brother, Brother, we won’t give up just yet.

Brother, will you promise to help me stand?

Brother, will you promise to let me give you a hand?

[onsecondscoop]

Figured out who's making these store brand gelatos, it's G.S. Gelato out of Florida (stamped on the bottom). #peanutbutter #gelato #notthatgood

[onsecondscoop]

Anyone hoping for these in their Easter basket? I don't speak too highly of them on the latest episode of the @NoshShow (though my daughter is enjoying them). #starburst #icecream #jellybeans #notthatgood #Easter

[tranen-eines-engels]

beans on toast are just lovely. kind of. possible. maybe. i guess..