“You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world…but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.”
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
“You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world…but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.”
— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
“Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then.”
— Albert Camus, Return to Tipasa
I drew the thing.
I thought the slightly tinted pink made me feel better but it actually was just giving me a headache. Have it proper white.
no offence but i truly hate graphic sex scenes in tv shows / movies like what’s the point it’s just awkward to watch let’s move on w the plot instead of having to listen to breathing, wet lip sounds, and fake moans for what seems like forever
Wholesome meme
“To know what a person has done, and to know who a person is, are very different things.”
— Hannah Kent, Burial Rites
The mayans used cocoa beans for currency, so at one point money did in fact “grow on trees”.
What We Do In The Shadows 2 (2019) dir. Taika Waititi
artists fuck better because we turn sex into art, masterpieces, mattresses become canvases where we can paint our love to someone with bodies.
its like, impossible to come up with anything funnier than the experience of seeing this post
pharoahs fuck better because they ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh put the pussy in a scarmophogoghs
These are so cute, and also definitely relatable.
Some sort of Vulcan Science Academy and Starfleet Academy long distance relationship au that’s in line with my favorite theme of ‘Spock how dare u’
sorry zelda, can’t fight, trippin balls
Black Cryptid
indeed
drew art of this VERY good cryptid!!!
“My God, does love ever die? I ask, and will die asking.”
— Anaïs Nin, from Nearer the Moon: The Previously Unpublished Unexpurgated Diary, 1937-1939 (via anenlighteningellipsis)
often, people ask me how to improve their art, and there’s a lot of ways to go about learning different things, but here’s something that i always tell myself: my art is NOT too precious.
…that’s a loaded statement, though!
Smudgy sketchy thing
People from states with nice roads may never understand what it’s like hitting a pothole so hard that your soul leaves your body for a moment and you feel an obligation to audibly apologize to your car.