#samecity

[artdesorsa]

Same city - trailer

Look look *.* here you can watch the trailer we finished :D

[d-rell88]

#MyBrother #4Life #SameCity #DifferentStreets #SamePath #DifferentFeet #2Piece #AgainstTheGrain (at Los Angeles, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/COHIdYTrU5H/?igshid=15fmjkv54hajy

[djsardonyx]

Back in the city like I never left. Pueblo still the same. It's nice to be back tho #trapcity #steelcity #pueblo #backlikeineverleft #samecity #prayforpueblo

[thefoxestailshop]

New card design in the works! 🛣️ #movingday #locationlocationlocation #movingonup #greetingcards #addresschange #northaustin #handcarvedstamp #linocut #linoprint #printing #thefoxestail #sewcarvefold #shopsmall #shoplocal #austinmaker #austintexas #austinlocal #diybusiness #handmadebestmade #handmadeaustin #atx #capcity #ouratx #onthemove #moveit #wevemoved #firsttimehomebuyer #firsthome #atxlifestyle #grackles #gracklegotnoboss #sketch #sketchbook #doodle #design #samecity #texasforever (at Austin, Texas)

[booyouimcrazy]

3.

Insecure and Incommunicative.

Do you ever even miss me? Does your longing for me ever remain unaddressed by me? Is love meant to leave you questioning? Is this love or the idea of it? I dont know, I dont know if this is Love or just the way you were built, because for some reason, the foundation seems to have been laid wrong in the beginning. Has me leaving messages read but unreplied ever left you with the need to want to run to me? The doubt of whether I’m not replying become a blame on your own doing? The organ that we call a brain, does it allow you to think that maybe I’m ignoring you, so I get noticed? Warped you say? Oxymoronical? Odd, but I guess it’s my only way of asking for it. Occurence should’ve struck by now, don’t you think, that you were being ignored so I didnt feel like the only one being ignored? Is it normal to be asked to be let in? And hope that you’ll give in, allow me to be a part of your life, even if it is virtually, considering we live sadly different lives?

How has it not taught you, or struck you, that I seem more distant, by having become your girlfriend than I have ever been before? Or the fact that most of my blogs since I began dating you, seem less and less poetic by the day. Does it not scare you that there IS a possibility we will not last, you will not fight, I will not listen, we will end? Am I the only one amongst the two of us that is?

You keep telling me to wait, but what am I waiting for? A time when you LEARN to put the key in the keyhole, and make the future a blur? And live in the present? Each time I do this I do it against my will, because as someone told me once, if I DO tell you, I will melt, positively. But I seem to be the only one ever affected by a heated surface, never you?

The ticking hands of a clock beat down on my eardrum to remind me of each second you don’t seem to bother. Is it right that you never want to call? Or never do when you’re consciously being ignored, after all, that IS only my job, right? I thought Love was a two way street, seems far from it right now. How I’d give anything to be spoken to, and not be treated like someone that will always be there, no matter what you do? What if one day I’m not? What if one day it DOES push me over the edge, I leave my phone on your chat, and that’s it, it will remain on for the rest of my life, you’ll get blue ticks, but is that really all you want? Not a person just a virtual white page with words and an enter key on the other side? Death seems to scare me with the antics you pull, granted, I’m melodramatic, but then again, you’d never know. Nothing I ever do seems to grab your attention, and then there’s me, and I can’t live without yours. Are we even right? Or meant to be?

Maybe it’s this time talking, but coming to think of it, I did sacrifice this time last year to talk to, maybe I shouldn’t have, I’d have got through, life would’ve been very different. Tears I’ve shed wouldn’t have been so many and obviously visible. Or it just wasnt meant to be, and you’re my human life’s test. Will I ever become more than the one you always have and take for granted? It frankly didn’t feel like this with her before, it felt like you’d hang off her words, can’t say I can say the same. And I can say so much more. What am I waiting for? P.S : I know this is a fleeting feeling, but I’ve had it more than once, haven’t I? Do you have a solution?

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[heysawbones]

from remarried

a group of young adults become killers for hire in a backwoods community that the government has abandoned to giant monsters  i hope that's good because i've been drawing the comic for almost 4 years now.

Ah, yeah, if you all weren't aware! Here it is. A comic that keeps on tickin'. Tangentially, remarried/samecity does the best skintones? They don't show up in the comic all that often, but.