@theemptyheart / theemptyheart.tumblr.com
Life update! In the last 8 months I've lost a friend, gotten my septum pierced and recently added to a tattoo to change the meaning of it. I was also offered a dog (which I declined. Finances.) and might have the chance to become a piercing apprentice. So big stuff. Yay! And now back to the stillness of the void.
Vanilla extract? What the fuck is happening here? Actually no. Nevermind. I don't want to know. I'll stay blissfully unaware.
I'm tired. The internet is stupid. People suck and reading comprehension is at an all time low. Fucking arm chair experts who know absolutely fuck all about legal stuff. It's disheartening. Damned if you do and damned if you don't.
This is not a hot take at all but God do I hate fandoms. Back to just hiding in the shadows and not engaging at all.
listen I just want her to bench press me
tinkaton’s smithy
i could not rest until I drew them (who even knows if they will ever meet????)
I drew this in an art haze like a fever dream as soon as the thought tickled my brain.
The covid booster has taken me out. It hit the boyfriend a few hours ago and now it's hitting me. The couch and I are best friends now. Fuck.
Atlantic Puffin Gouache and Micron Pen on 12 inch Wood Panel $150, message if interested!
Tumblr may be a little slow rn. It is currently experiencing 8 people at once!!
I broke my brand new spirals and I'm salty about it. I only had them a week! At least the new earrings I ordered can't just yeet themselves onto the tile floor and fucking explode.
I don't expect any traction on this because I'm a 🎉nobody🎉! Anyway, after 10 years of slowly and methodically stretching my ears I have reached a 0. Which isn't a big deal to anyone but me. I'm proud of my progress and that even though it's not a grand number it's still a good one. And I get to buy fun jewelry now so there's that.
Shiny click clacks make the brain go brr. Excuse how my dice tray looks I cleaned it after.
The sun isn't even up and already I'm over this day. Woke up to the distinct feeling of bug on my bare leg and lo and behold! Cricket. Which I slapped off myself, and man I hit hard. And then not three minutes later my phone gets a text from a random number, a Maine number, telling me to lose their number. Cool. Done. I hope the 19 other people you sent that too appreciate it at the crack of dawn. And now! Now I can't fucking go back to sleep. Damnit.
A wooden dice case that I finished today. Old oak that was stained with Sunbleach stain. I'm happy with it. Now to put the dice in them.
