A Detailed Woodcut Showing Veins Of Essexite And Camptonite Rock From Zeitschrift Der Deutschen Geologischen

extremely funny when AI artists feel the need to put watermarks on their images

I BEG YOU pls don’t go see the barbie movie. oppenheimer is the superior film any way you slice it. just saw it and it’s beautiful and intellectual and haunting. the barbie movie is corporate drivel feeding upon the nostalgia of millennials. PLEASE heed my warning

HELP OUT A TRANS ARTIST!

hi! My name is Chris and I'm a 27 year old trans-artist! I'm currently fundraising for my top surgery. My insurance won't cover it, and saving money is hard with a strike on the way in three weeks at my job. I'm barely able to afford my bills, let alone this. If you can't donate, a reblog or share would be appreciated! Anything helps! I have music themed shirts that I'm selling as well if you'd like something for your donation. Both links are posted!

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Hi! My name is Chris. I'm a trans artist. I make music themed designs. I'm using my art to save money towards top surgery and recovery.Enjoy

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i want to be on t so fucking badly i would give anything

STORY TIME:

I work in a decent sized, local, indie bookstore. It’s a great job 99% of the time and a lot of our customers are pretty neat people. Any who, middle of the day this little old lady comes up. She’s lovably kooky. She effuses how much she loves the store and how she wishes she could spend more time in it but her husband is waiting in the car (OH! I BETTER BUY HIM SOME CHOCOLATE!), she piles a bunch of art supplies on the counter and then stops and tells me how my bangs are beautiful and remind her of the ocean (“Wooooosh” she says, making a wave gesture with her hand)

Ok. I think to myself. Awesomely happy, weird little old ladies are my favorite kind of customer. They’re thrilled about everything and they’re comfortably bananas. I can have a good time with this one. So we chat and it’s nice.

Then this kid, who’s been up my counter a few times to gather his school textbooks, comes up in line behind her (we’re connected to a major university in the city so we have a lot of harried students pass through). She turns around to him and, out of nowhere, demands that he put his textbooks on the counter. He’s confused but she explains that she’s going to buy his textbooks.

He goes sheetrock white. He refuses and adamantly insists that she can’t do that. It’s like, $400 worth of textbooks. She, this tiny old woman, bodily takes them out of her hands, throws them on the counter and turns to me with a intense stare and tells me to put them on her bill. The kid at this point is practically in tears. He’s confused and shocked and grateful. Then she turns to him and says “you need chocolate.” She starts grabbing handfuls of chocolates and putting them in her pile.

He keeps asking her “why are you doing this?” She responds “Do you like Harry Potter?“ and throws a copy of the new Cursed Child on the pile too.

Finally she’s done and I ring her up for a crazy amount of money. She pays and asks me to please give the kid a few bags for his stuff. While I’m bagging up her merchandise the kid hugs her. We’re both telling her how amazing she is and what an awesome thing she’s done. She turns to both of us and says probably one of the most profound, unscripted things I’ve ever had someone say:

“It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.”

The kid thanks her again and leaves. I tell her again how awesome she is. She’s staring out the door after him and says to me: “My son is a homeless meth addict. I don’t know what I did. I see that boy and I see the man my son could have been if someone had chosen to be kind to him at just the right time.”

I’ve bagged up all her stuff and at this point am super awkward and feel like I should say something but I don’t know what. Then she turns to me and says: I wish I could have bangs like that but my darn hair is just too curly.“ And leaves.

And that is the story of the best customer I’ve ever had. Be kind to somebody today.

Rotating Sandwich Mood Board

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take his ass to margaritaville

Hi everyone

I did not want to make a post like this but things are kind of bad right now. Terrible stuff has not stopped happening for months now, and I've found it very hard to get back on my feet.

Basically: I traveled "back home" to get my top surgery in June. During recovery, I experienced lack of resources, shelter and was a victim domestic violence. As a result of this, I was not able to prioritize my health.

I wasn't able to return to my physically demanding job in the state where I live due to workplace discrimination as well as needing more time to recovery from surgery, i am trying to get my gender marker changed on my ID and transfer my SSI benefits (which are my only real source of income right now) to the state where I live. As well as transfer my state health insurance. I am on medicaid, but the only clinics that will take it are on the opposite side of the country.

I also need to pass all my classes at school, so i still haven't been able to get to the office and sort it out.

I don't even know how to express how tired i am. I don't have enough money to eat on most days. My bank account is overdrafted and my phone is a piece of shit that's always breaking. I don't have support.

TL;DR Disastrous mistake of a Trans man can't get his life together and needs money

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someone i know got in a really bad bike accident and is in the hospital, so i made him this little painting today to hopefully brighten up his room and remind his friends/family that people are thinking of them all. its not much but i hope it helps them in some small way.