Merry Gallavich Christmas from the final chapter of lovers' carvings- the one were Mickey steals a Christmas tree to keep his husband happy
(find the rest of the art in this series here)
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Happy birthday Cater!! 🎂 🎉🎊
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all hate to tiktok for taking 'having a space to more openly and actively talk about different cultures' to mean 'cultures are NOT to be shared and we must be vigilantly defensive of our cultures for fear of appropriation, a word that can be applied to any multicultural interaction'. like of course cultural appropriation is a very real problem but ive seen with the access to global multicultural conversation that tiktok provides it's made people TERRIFIED to even interact with cultures other than their own for fear of 'doing it wrong'. like at some point you have to acknowledge that in the real world of the great outdoors, the majority of people are eager to SHARE their cultures. yes there are ignorant questions and biases but also... how do you think those things get unlearnt? i dont understand how deciding that multiculturalism is an elephant in the room instead of a normal thing that should just be talked about and lived with is supposed to benefit anyone? and kids on tiktok are CONVINCED that it's a time bomb of a conversation to have and therefore must be avoided at all costs but like. people generally LOVE their home and their culture and are PROUD of it and want to share it. how have we made it so that showing genuine interest and a desire to understand something so integral to a person's identity is now feared and borderline demonised?
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who up thinking about byler grainy st5 bts pics
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happy bday to my girl daf
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i dont look in mirrors
There's a floor length mirror sitting in the corner of my room. I forget its there and honestly it doesn't need to be. It's cracked, the frame all busted, would probably leave crystal cuts of glitter all over my floor if i were to ever try to move the damn thing. But I won't because I can't-even see my reflection in it most days, my own accusing stares hidden above and to the left of bad angles and worse lighting.
Once in a nonreflective and dingy basement, my friend and I were discussing if we could fight our mirror selves, shooting a breeze we could not feel six feet below the earth. I told her she would fight her reflective counterpart and not just survive, but thrive, thrumming with victory, matte blood flooding out or rushing over any trace of something shiny. But not even the cool damp earth could hold the entirety of the encounter, the void everpresent noticeable even over the beating of the drums, the victory, her existence tinged with a loss any onlooker could not help but feel and subsequently be numbed by, just a bit worse off for taking the time to view such a sad story.
For myself, i was told i would not end up fighting my mirror self. That my warped counterpart would come out swinging and i would try to play the game only to be overcome, the lights haloing and the fractals dazzling. I would only be able to sit down and commiserate, until neither of us could kill or be killed. I cannot stand to look in mirrors but i cannot throw the mirror in the corner away.
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this song is already super personal to me and now i just thought about it as TERRY @ TERRI DURING HIS LAST MOMENTS ALIVE...... JUST KILL ME ATP
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after they took pictures of cabbage
first actual piece using the watercolours ive been thinking about buying since 2015. its like a reward...
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