a study i did because i realized idk how to draw environments at all LMAO
Happy aromantic visibility day!! Love this aroace king
I spent three weeks in a mental hospital and what I discovered there I feel like should be put into words.
we are not who you think we are.
the boy with tourettes told the funniest jokes
the girl who raked her nails up and down her skin could create the most exquisite drawings
the girl who abused drugs had the wisest soul
the boy with schizophrenia had the biggest heart
the girl who tried to kill herself told the boy with insomnia stories to help lure him to sleep
the boy who wanted to kill himself had the deepest passion for cooking
the girl with slits and scars all over her body dried my tears and told me I was beautiful
the boy with anger issues gave the warmest hugs
the girl with bulimia told everyone every day that they looked beautiful in their bodies
the boy who was a compulsive liar told us that he wanted us all to get better, and that he was for once telling the truth
the girl who almost drank herself to death stood up for anyone that felt they were feeling bullied
the boy with social anxiety made sure nobody sat alone at meals
we are not who you think we are.
The Queen of Spades, the asexual pride knight! Her armor is engraved with constellations and in her hands she wields a sword forged from the fabric of space itself ♠️✨ The Pride Knights Playing Cards, art prints and uncut sheets are now available for pre-order here: prideknights.com
The Barbie movie isn't about girl power. It's not about how women can do everything they set their mind to. It's about how sometimes women are tired and average and that has to be okay too, because you don't have to do everything to be worth anything. (And that this is also true of men.)
Meet the Queen of Diamonds, the aromantic pride knight! ⚔️🌈 The Pride Knights Playing Cards, art prints and uncut sheets are available for pre-order here: prideknights.com
The Barbie movie reminded me about how when I was little my parents were upset that I kept making my Barbie dolls kiss, so they bought me a Ken doll. The next day they found me having a funeral for poor Ken in the garden, he had died of tuberculosis. All the Barbies were in attendance and I buried him under our rose bush. The Barbies were too poor to afford a headstone (it was 1875) so I didn’t mark where the grave was and I never could find him again. He’s probably still there.
“it’s so funny how you remember that” i remember Everything. unless i forget
i hvae no idea what im doing :) • she/her • brain go brrrrrrrr
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