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hye

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btw the usamerican gov is not legitimate and i am really sorry about these fuck ass illegal orders meant to dictate identities

i love you! i love you and nobody can tell you who you are so please don't let them weigh you down.

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i send kit pics pls respond

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miss piggy realness. be still my heart

Warm up Sketch!!

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the vibes are immaculate

My sketchbook lately🎀🦋💫🩷💌

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mustelid appreciation !!!

Mustelids and Mongoose

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oh shoof i hope doechii sees this 🥹

i made fan art for doechii ^_^

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Little Wolf Pup by Lily Seika Jones

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i asked him to be my valentine

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dear public internet diary,

im tired and my heart is hurting. i don't like myself, but i love my creature-children and their adopted human father (m'spouse (tips matrimony)). when i squint and look from just the right angle, i love everyone in the world--but i don't know how to be super near them, or in proximity at all really, because everyone is very loud all the time. sometimes so loud that i start to hate them, which is wrong (and my fault, not theirs), and muddies things further. does it make me sad? stressed? does it make me tired? i guess. sleep is a gamble, because i mostly have bad dreams, and whenever i have good dreams, they're so good that it genuinely hurts to wake up. those conditions tend not to be refreshing, and yet, a night without their complex companionship, without misfiring memories and hallucinogenic hope, seldom resembles rest, either. doesn't leave a lot of room for nuance, and gray is my favorite color. (editor's note: for english variants please substitute vowels: e for a; apply u as needed) oh, to be a kooky contradiction. so special, so different and interesting and strange. manic pixie nightmare fuel! if i was hot(ter) it might be a virtue and not a sign of attention-seeking 'difficult' personality.

beyond absolute rambling and purply-word-salad, i want everyone to be okay. i want to stop being angry and wounded. i want to sleep without being scared. i want to tell my parents i love them, and to soothe anyone who has ever been hurt. i want them back, everyone who has ever been lost to the misery of their own frightened minds, and all their unintended victims.

but also; i dont ever want to see anyone ever again. it is better, easier, less confusing, more peaceful to be alone(ly). lonely is the kind of sadness i am familiar, even friendly, with. she doesn't need me, we only pass through each other like ghosts. lonely is the price i pay to keep you safe from my mistakes. and really, selfishly, lonely is the blanket to my linus. she protects me so gently and passively from the abject fear that i wasn't hurt by an accident of fate, but by the intentional hand of a universe that has no choice but to punish its inhabitants.

sincerely,

me me me me me me me me me me me

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having nightmares and bad dreams because this is the time last year (& the year before that and that and that) that lots of scary things happened at once

nightmares of finding the bodies

nightmares of dead eyes on living people, people who dont react at all to my tears

statues who crowded into my home like a spreading mold, venting and seeping into the air through every nook and cranny

sensitive, hyper-reactive human beings who hold me in contempt, no matter what i do or don't do.

if i offend, it is because i am wicked. if i am offended, that, too is a sign of wickedness.

when i do well, i am praised for being thoughtful and kind.

when they fail, i am blamed for not being thoughtful or kind enough.

my attempts at dialogue are mocked. my venting is considered harassment.

nightmares of finding the bodies.

nightmares of being devalued, laughed at, disregarded. of being unloved and unwanted, but not being allowed to be alone.

just leave me alone if you hate me so much.

nightmares of being consumed by the meeting place of hatred and apathy.

what did i do to be put so perfectly in the crosshairs of your scope.

nightmares

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i super love it when people who are trying to come to my house accuse me of harassing them for trying to contact them to tell them to stop lol

my in laws are the stupidest people on the planet lol really makes me miss my dysfunctional family, rip those crazy fucks. at least they would come at me with a confrontation instead of crying to everyone else

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Happy New Year, From GAZA 🌨️ ❄️

Hello 👋, My name is Momen Al Madhoun / I am a digital artist / a devoted husband / a father of two children " Ezzdeen & Amir " I live in Gaza City in the heart of the Genocide, working tirelessly to amplify my voice to the world through my artwork. I walk long distances to access electricity and internet, creating under harsh conditions to ensure my voice reaches the Tumblr community through my art. I hope you support me to continue surviving and ensure the safety of my family. Thank you for your time. Stay safe 🙏

Gofundme Campaign Link

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i really like their accessories; what are these ear-hats?

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this is the cover of Gizmo's hurdy gurdy mixtape, it's called ok gizmo

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this is now a creature appreciation page