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lovebugism · 17 days
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thinking about how joe quinn showed up like a lost victorian child at the oscars while joe keery went to the after party dressed like a total slut. tits out and everything. good for them
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noisyghost · 1 month
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hi. i usually dont make text posts here, since this is just a sideblog for art. but i feel i should mention: this is a bad and frustrating time to be an artist. i'm not sure what my posts will look like here in the future. im still trying to figure it out. i'll probably look into glaze and nightshade, a thing i didnt want to do bc i didnt want to "punish" followers with altered art. but it seems like the internet is hellbent on making creative life miserable for all of us. i dont want to be defeatist about it because sharing art is my favorite thing in the world to do. it's just very hard keep making art when a very loud group of people are telling you your skillset doesnt matter and that you should be replaced by a computer.
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ghost-phage · 1 year
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Bitching here instead of Twitter: my mother just told me in explicit terms that she will only gender/name me correctly if I’m nice to her. We got into a debate and I told her to stop deadnaming me and she said “if I’m upset with you, I’m going to call you [deadname]” very cool and fun to have your personhood entirely dependent on whether or not you’re pleasant and palatable enough
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strangesuccubus · 1 year
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hi i haven’t been on tumbler dot com for SEVERAL months, how y’all doin
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firebuug · 2 years
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self intro speech where we can talk ant hobbies or a big part of ur life u want to ahare and u can bring handouts or dress accordingly. more like a way to spread my kandi and PLUR propaganda and teach bitches how to do the kandi bestowening handshake
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ceepycute · 9 months
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i wish i had people i could talk to. like. friends. best friends. people i can make inside jokes with and laugh with and... love?
i am... so very tired of being alone, i feel like for every up is just... a hill to fall down, a mountain.
i just see people so happy. sharing ocs. art. roleplay. storytelling. and i feel a deep ache in my heart and at this point i feel like I'm past my best by date in a way. i don't know how to socialize, i don't know how to keep in touch. i feel so disconnected from other people in such a painful way. i probably sounds like... fucking stupid saying this but I've kept up positivity for so long...
I've been praying every fucking night, I've been wishing everyone well, trying to be happy and sweet and reaching out to everyone i could to try and maybe have the universe spare me a fucking. dollop of kindness. an ounce of sympathy. one kindness in return.
I'm definitely selfish, i guess, in the end trying to be kind out of wanting something in return but tonight has been really hard, really painful for no reason.
i just want to vent somewhere and this is my blog, whatever. fuck.
at some point in just wondering why i go on! im not of use to anyone, i can't work a job, i can't do art or make friends like jack used to. i can't stop living in his fucking shadow. can't stop comparing myself to my fucking deadbeat brother who abandoned me and is probably happy as a clam wherever he is! without me.
i feel like such a fucking waste of space at this point. why bother? why go on?
its not like the people i message once a month would notice, nobody messages me first. nobody gives a fuck.
once my mom dies ill just be even more alone.
i just want to cry into somebodies shoulder.
i want a friend.
i want more than just the bare minimum.. why can't i just ask for one thing?
........ i guess if im gonna use this post as one long diary entry i want to admit something, even if it's just to myself. even if nobody sees or cares.
i feel like a leftover of jack, a speck in his shadow if you will.
like somebody picked up some clay but then dropped it and forgot it, just a dried up useless husk of potential. only a few fingerprints from something greater.
i feel like gods completely abandoned me, that I'm trapped in being simply lesser than jack. that without my brother bringing charisma and joviality and outgoing-ness, that i simply can't hold my own.
ever since he left I've struggled to hold up a facade that I'm doing alright, kept trying to reach out to others with a smile and a wink and soothing sweet. been trying to rp like he did, trying to do art like he did.
but i can't stand up on my own... i just feel like at some point I'll have to admit to myself that I'm better off dead than alone. and I'm scared.
scared of death, scared of being alone. scared of mediocrity.
i can't even help people who are sad like he could. i can't do... anything.
I'm nothing without my abuser, without jack. how pathetic is that?
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graveyardmouth · 10 months
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i need to split open his skull and pour coke on his brain like that episode of solar opposites
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milimeters-morales · 10 months
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this is so funny
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prezs · 8 months
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this is still the funniest way to start a romance in a video game possibly ever
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floweroflaurelin · 3 months
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Huevember day 22: Prof. Rajan Savarimuthu
We’re in Jan-hue-ary now, but I’m going to see the rainbow through!! Here’s a dreamy professor and his latest Scar (eyelids are overrated anyway)
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poopeepeepah · 5 months
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Omg they’re so derpy, but like also super cute?! I had always thought the aesthetic direction of inscryption would translate well to relief prints and I’m glad to say they do! They aren’t quite as perfect as if I had taken the cards directly from the game and had them printed by a card-making company, but they’ve got a lot a character. and something about making them reminds myself of a disheveled old forest man hand-making cards of the animals he photographed that day so he can torture some poor unwitting soul later by oversharing about his favorite animals and weaving nonsensical yet evocative tales involving them like Darwinian Barbie dolls
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lovebugism · 4 months
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ok so what's your #1 most listened to song vs your 100th song on spotify wrapped. i'm trying to see something.
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noisyghost · 5 months
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Ur ocs are so hot
I love the diverse body types and tan lines… and chest hair 👀👀
thank you! i was put on this earth to draw body hair i think :)
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mgcoco · 1 year
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hissing cockroach toe beans
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splatoween-town · 3 months
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and now, i present to you....
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a shitpost
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firebuug · 2 years
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im still going bananas over the fact i have a drawing of my atupid little character by an artist ive followed and studied their coloring and lines since like. early high school. thats crazy
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