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One of the terrifying things about chronic illness is watching time slip away from you. You spend almost all of your time just surviving, and like that you watch days turn into months and months turn into years and the time you have in which to do things slip away from you. But the pain and fatigue and the shear difficulty of living won't let up enough for you to actually live your life, so you just have to keep watching it pass you by.
I remember hearing about an attack at the local newspaper while I was looking at rental houses in North Carolina with my Mom. We were sitting in an Olive Garden, and I said âDoesnât Wendi work at the paper?â With a sinking feeling I scoured Facebook and confirmed she still did. In another state, amid chatting people who had no idea, we knew something had happened to her.
My sisterâs Girl Scout troop leader. My friendâs mother. A pillar of our community.
She had tried to stop the gunman. She tried to protect her coworkers, but in the end she did not make it.
We still miss you, Wendi. We still honor you and your coworkers. You should still be here.
Did I know her only for so short a time? Strange, how a moment of existence can cut so deeply into our being that while ages pass unnoticed, a brief love can structure and define the very topology of our consciousness ever after.
â Steven L. Peck, A Short Stay in Hell
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âIt just means you have to work double as hard as most people!â
Well maybe I donât WANT to work double as hard as abled people!! Maybe I deserve a BREAK!! Maybe Iâve been working MORE THAN double as hard for MY WHOLE LIFE and itâs led me to immense burnout & caused me to develop several MORE disabilities!! Maybe I should be ACCOMMODATED so I donât have to KILL MY BODY AND BRAIN over trying to do what abled people can do!! Maybe I DONâT have to work double as hard!! Maybe if thereâs the option to let me NOT work double as hard, I should have it, because Iâm already working double as hard JUST TO SURVIVE!!
Why do you think disabled people deserve less rest than mentally & physically abled people?
if you have one, tag with the "6 degrees of separation" you have with a celebrity
worst part of being an adult is how often youre forced to nag. you Have to be annoying or youre never getting anything done. which is unfortunate considering how common it is to teach kids to never nag and be annoying ever
a professional i am paying money doesnt show up w zero communication and IM the one who has to feel guilty for having to call him and ask whats going on. because when i was a little kid i would get yelled at for nagging. joke world
[image id: Be honest... does ANYONE actually use these words in real life? Bamboozled, Flabbergasted, Discobobulated, Shenanigans, Cattyampus, Lollygag, Maralarkey, Kerfuffle, Brouhaha, Nincompoop, Skedaddle, Tomfoolery]
Unironically, my husband. Heâs 31 and not at all who you would guess would say most of these on a daily basis.
grief is so crazy like what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. does she know i loved her. i miss her so much. i catch myself doing things she used to do. i wish i could call her. i miss her so much. i do a crossword puzzle. i cry while washing the dishes. does she know i loved her? my heart feels like a hummingbird. i miss her so much. what if i forget what her laugh sounds like. what if i forget.
i talked ab this feeling in therapy yday and my therapist asked me, âwould it really be so bad if your memories changed? if they softened and faded or looked different over time? why does that frighten you so much?â and i said, âi donât want the love to disappear.â and she looked at me for a long moment and then she said, âit wonât. it doesnât work that way. even if the memories soften or change, it doesnât mean the love does. that love keeps going backward in time, forever, because you love her still. all is not lost.â i just thought i would share that in case it resonated w anyone else too.
"There's no hope for the future." And that's how they felt during the Atomic Age, during the World Wars, during the Enlightenment Revolutions, during thr plagues, during the Viking raids, during the fall of Rome.
Yet, we persisted.
CS Lewis had something to say about this
Been feeling a bit hopeless of late. Wasn't expecting to stumble across a quote that would fundamentally alter my perspective and make me cry during my lunch break but here we are
This is an excellent sentiment.
Nevertheless, we persisted :)
Donât let the bastards grind you down. Keep going!
âyouâll feel better after a good nightâs restâ do i look like someone who has had one of those in the last two decades
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again
shoutout to slow growers, late bloomers, people whose plans got derailed by circumstances beyond their control or their own choices, people who never had a plan to begin with, people who have had to start over when theyre too old to feel like theyre supposed to be where they are, people who cant pretend theyre built for the environment theyre in, and everyone who's not living the life they thought they would. im proud of you for making it this far and i hope you keep going until youre happy âĄ
Very stupid that I can't take the muscles out of my neck & upper back & beat them with a meat tenderizer. I think that would fix me
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