the one bright light in kirkwall
Vietnamese actress Thẩm Thúy Hằng in the 1960s.
La Belle Dame sans Merci by Paul Julien Meylan
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>> revisit an old character i had back when i was playing FO3 but never got around to draw it, a cannibal ghoul know as King Dipshit. << more wip headshots, i'm trying to understand and explore what this guy deal, so far I like how the visage turn out, absolute moldy piece of chicken skin he is
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Deadbeat older sister
Kedarnath Temple caught against the backdrop of the Himalayas lit by the last rays of the sun.
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Jo and Roach, girls for a wlw short story about vampires and legal disputes in south Paris
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the allergy i am seeing grow up around small talk in any form is troubling to me. do you know how to make friends with people in your physical environment? it typically starts with small talk. do you want to live in community? small talk. do you want to have the type of relationship with your neighbors where you can run over and borrow a battery for your smoke detector when it starts beeping at 10pm? small talk!! do you want leeway from your coworkers when you fuck up something small? you gotta be able to build a relationship and that's small talk, baybeee.
"but i don't need friends and i don't care about community!" okay, lone ranger, what about the people in your community who need you? "but i have social anxiety!" me too, bud! we simply must soldier on. making up lists of questions to ask people helps. and people are predisposed to be generous, i've found. even if you make some kind of mistake, what is this but the natural give and take of human interaction? nobody is perfect.
you were not put on this earth to live by yourself and then die. you need people and people need you. treat those around you with curiosity and generousness of spirit and you will gain so much goodwill in return.
