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You all need to hear this:
1. You probably dont suck at your craft as much as you think you do, I bet a lot of people are amazed at what you can make, and
2. If you actually are the Literal Worst In The Whole Wide World at your craft... who the fuck cares? What are they gonna do, call the police on you? Keep making your shitty little things, youre the boss of you, fuck the haters.
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HOT AUTISTIC ADULTS IN YOUR AREA ARE UNSURE IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO THEM...CLICK HERE TO ESTABLISH CLEAR INTENT
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fighting art block with silly little projects like this Teapot Animal, sipping from your cup. i finally got to experiment with gold leaf on a bjd & that was a lot of fun.
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there's a stage in sandwich consumption where it's falling to pieces & you're desperately cupping it in your hands & it's like this poor wounded animal that is covered in mustard & wants to die
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Pride & Prejudice dir. Joe Wright | 2005
"Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us." ― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
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Temple Road (2024) Yoshita 1967 by Anil Padia
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Park Jongha: Io Aiueo for Harper’s Bazaar, May 2024
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i’ve been crying like every day these days??
before work, on break, when i get home after work. it’s so frustrating working full-time and not being able to make ends meet.
and it’s not like i’ve never struggled financially before, but this time is on a whole new level. and it’s so hard to stay positive. every choice i make feels like a ton of bricks, i’ve been running on deficit for months now.
i cant tell my friends. at first it was shame but now it’s almost like pride?? like i’m about to file for food stamps and they want to hang out and i’m like i literally have no money?? and refuse to let them pay for anything bc they’ve BEEN paying so now i’m just uncomfortable.
and also i dont want them to kno how hard it’s been bc really i’m just living out the culmination of so many bad decisions it’s not even funny.
i mean i made half of those bad decisions while manic so there’s that. and then fell into a deep depressive spiral so there’s also that. i’ve developed a deep sense of mistrust within myself that’s completely diminished whatever spark i had left within me and thus sank into a months long streak of extremely self destructive behavior. it wasnt until i was practically FORCED to stop by external factors that i was able to slow down long enough to be like—holy shit?? am i ok??
idk… i guess i’m writing all this bc i needed an outlet that still felt like it was MINE and not on display for mfs to cannabilize so here we are. i’m so glad tumblr exists
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