she ticket on my master till i fucking murder an executive for these prices
the most fun a girl can have is finding parallels, noticing patterns, making connections, contemplating
All of the Prehistoric Pride guys in one collective post to celebrate pride month. Choose your fighter and have an awesome time :D
More suggestions are always welcome, I sadly was not able to cover everyone, but I will do more of these in the future!
I am going to add more and more to the collection as I get them done :D
If you would like to support my silly little dinosaur art, then you can buy any of these Prideaurs as stickers from my Etsy shop, which I just set up recently. I am pretty new to this entire business side of art things, but I am trying my best :D so a like or a reblog would go a long way. Thank you guys so much for all your kind words and support!
A little fashion moment inspired by Maddy Morphosis. ✨
Donny Meloche donnymeloche.com @donnymeloche
its like they always say: Id rather be eating oranges in the shower than imprisoned in a tower
the real secret to zuko's redemption arc is the month he spent working in public food service
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a really little animated black cat with giant eyes and no other discernible features
got my #moss
I have my criticisms of Made in Abyss but I will also say that I haven't seen enough people comment on my favourite aspect of it (and I may be looking in the wrong places, I haven't term searched), which is that it's a breathtaking deconstruction of settler colonialism, and of the romanticism of the weird adventure stories of Europeans plumbing every as of yet unexplored corner of the earth and finding strange and wonderful things at great risk. It is a profoundly critical piece and one of the few that while capturing the allure of that genre and the call of the void and the human search for answers, also has the fucking balls to say, "Your choice to do this is to choose death and the loss of your humanity", "This place is built on atrocity in the name of gold and glory and colonial prestige, every attempt to get further into its depths requires horrendous sacrifice, and the act of settling was fundamentally amoral", and, as of where I've read up to (the end of Faputa's story), "this capital we've built, this land and its blessings that we have, are literally built on endless suffering, it is justified for the victims of that to retaliate, and to dust we shall return". Every aspect of its world-building is seductive but shows both implicitly and explicitly the horrifying truth of behind the siren song of colonial exploration, from the implications of what happened to the native people of the island to the sickness affecting the current inhabitants to the wrecked ships and remnants of failed predecessors, to the indoctrination of children into dreaming of seeking death, and the overwhelming sense that the Abyss will always, always get its dues Intentionally or not, it's one of my favourite explorations of the brutality and futility of the search for El Dorado
the front seat of the car is a type of confessional
I feel okay today, a little empty inside. I just want to know what I want, I want to make sure I have a plan. I’m taking my meds, I missed my appointment with my therapist because I was stupid and misplaced my wallet. Thankfully she was able to reschedule with this same week. I’m probably going to cry when I talk to her, though I feel the catharsis by itself will be beneficial. I just want to not worry.
Discovery Park. Seattle, Washington
Twilight BTS (2008)
this is not an aesthetic blog this is my bedroom
burn out
My pot of rice boiled over and it looks like the perverts artwork
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It’s like the changing of the guard lol, I’ve had this Zero Two profile picture for 6 years-ish. I made something in picrew.me that’s an approximation of me as a cute anime character. I want to draw my own character of myself one day but right now I suck at drawing. I’m glad I used something made by a real artist and not AI.
I feel relieved but also upset at the same time. The realtors office that I rent my apartment through scared the shit out of me by forgetting that I paid rent a couple months in advance. I was afraid that I had to pay over a grand of money that I don’t have. I missed my therapy appointment because I was just irresponsible. I slept in instead of going, when I need it. I’m conflicted about my only guy friend doing something horrible to my other friend. I still have not confronted him about it because I’ve just been dealing with depression lately.
some good things are that:
I’m going to visit my family for winter break in a few weeks. I possibly have an exciting journey I’m going on next summer. I’m finally starting to unpack. I got a library card in the new town I live in and it has the most adorable little tulip fields on the front of the card.
I’m 25 and I feel like I’m not doing enough to prepare myself for the future and to further my medical transition. Plus with Trump being the new president I’m uncertain that things will get better. I just want to escape to a different reality occasionally, I want to feel understood in a deeper level and feel safe around people that I choose to trust. It’s hard, however I keep reminding myself that I am more content than I’ve ever been. I feel free, it’s just seems like a dark cloud is always looming above me.