von gutenberg magazine no. 1
noise dept.

Janaina Medeiros
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
KIROKAZE
dirt enthusiast
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Claire Keane
Mike Driver
will byers stan first human second

titsay
$LAYYYTER

JBB: An Artblog!

izzy's playlists!
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
todays bird
Keni
wallacepolsom

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von gutenberg magazine no. 1
Claire Redfield in Code Veronica (2000) / Veronica (2027)
the type of shit i’m on now that it’s world cup season
Corrupt Data - Digital Stimulus Zine Darren Oorloff
Control replay calling to me like the fucking green goblin mask right now
I really love RE Revelations and I’m obsessed with Parker, Jill’s Italian BSAA partner who’s depicted as lazy and flirtatious. Capcom are obsessed with getting in some type of questionably offensive ethnic stereotypes in like every game since 4 lmao
When everything starts smelling like cerebrospinal fluid >>>
my train keeps arriving at platforms i’ve never seen in my life and forcing me to cross through the backrooms of grand central to get to the subway
like, this probably shouldn’t exist. but it does
In the swamps of New Jersey, there exists a cursed mall that contains in indoor ski slope, something I consider to be a sort of modern day Tower of Babel in its insult to god. They had a memorial day weekend sale of 3 session passes for the price of one and I am depressed, so I will be skiing this summer to see if that makes me feel better
Something devastating happens to you and leaves you almost childlike in the way that you want to reach out to your mum for comfort. However, when you consider the idea, you realize that there’s nothing she can do, and that she would be so upset for you that she’d likely not actually be able to comfort you at all like you imagine. You’re not a kid anymore and, if you’re being honest with yourself, your anxious mother was never really that good at stopping herself from internalizing your issues and making you more fraught. So, you keep it to yourself like a hot shard of metal clenched painfully in your fist so you don’t hurt her for the imagined possibility of consolation. You realize that’s just what being an adult is.
As Don't Say a Word by Miracle of Sound is in my Spotify top this year, I'll consider it a good enough reason to make one more fanart with Quiet uwu
Sunset on Mars [1344x1200]