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You are the dancing queen, blood-curdling scream, 47 bees

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Still here.

Hey, tiny tumblr family. I may be moving my blogging over to a new account soon - mostly because I can no longer remember my login credentials for this one and am afraid to log out of the mobile version as a result (thbth.) Maybe some of you will come? Will post more info soonish.

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Robin E. Kaplan  -  http://illustrations.thegorgonist.com  -  http://thegorgonist.tumblr.com  -  https://www.etsy.com/shop/thegorgonist  -  http://www.robinillustration.com  -  https://twitter.com/thegorgonist  -  http://thegorgonist.com  -  https://www.instagram.com/thegorgonist

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Weirdworld Vol 2 #2 (2015)   //   Marvel Comics

Becca the Earthgirl (Becca Rodriguez)

Story: Sam Humphries, art: Mike Del Mundo

Get the comics here

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Sigh

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Everyone thinks I'm okay. She's safe at home, they think, in the bosom of her family. She'll be fine now, we can all breathe a sigh of relief and forget about her for a while. We're free. But I'm not okay. I can't sleep - they think I'm sleeping in, but I'm just laying under the covers exhausted and red-eyed because I couldn't sleep all night. Once everyone's gone to bed, I break down and cry and rock, and wander the house in circles gripping my arms, folded over my chest, to keep from hitting myself or scratching. To simulate some kind of comforting, constructing embrace. As if I can hold myself together physically. I'm not okay, I'm confused and lonely all over again. I know he can't love me, I know I'm deeply unlovable. I know I've gotten so dull and listless and useless. I know I'm not worthy of existence and I have no destined "part to play"- all I do is waste time and space. I know, I know. God DAMN it, goddamn my broken brain. Fucking HELL.

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Jusangjeolli Cliffs

Recently I wrote about Svartifoss, a waterfall in Iceland that displays gorgeous columnar jointing (see post: http://on.fb.me/1ZCW7yP). I couldn’t help but share another example of this incredible geological phenomenon after I found out about it.

These are the Jusangjeolli Cliffs of Jeju Island in South Korea. Jeju Island is a volcanic island; approximately 90% of its surface is basalt, and at its centre sits the dormant Mt. Halla volcano. Despite erosion due to constant exposure to wave action, the almost perfectly-hexagonal basalt columns that form the Jusangjeolli Cliffs stand strong at about 20 meters high.

Ash

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harry potter was so messed up guys

not the book series

the character

he was so messed up like he lived in a closet and was hungry and treated like crap and no one helped him escape that life for a decade and then he finally gets to know his heritage and his family and oops kiddo you’re kind of famous?? wizard jesus??? so deal with that without any kind of adult guidance whatsoever you’re eleven and grew up in a house without any kind of emotional support you’re mature enough to handle that and THEN he finds out that he’s actually got people in this world that want him and want to love him and he finds out that… this world… hates them???  like one’s a werewolf and the other is a “criminal” and this world that celebrates his life hates the people that want to genuinely love him and care for him??? and the family that also loves and protects him are treated like crap because they are poor?????? and aren’t racist??? 

then he grows up a bit more and then suddenly he’s got this fuckin’ genocidal war lord out for his head specifically and he’s killing people and shit and NO ONE BELIEVES HIM they literally look at him like YEAH RIGHT YOU ARE JUST THE LITTLE BABY THAT SURVIVED A BAD NIGHT YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING and Harry’s like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

YOU KNOW WHAT NO FUCK YOU

and then he starts a club to teach kids… how to protect themselves?  Because he’s been let down by adults all his damn life so fuck them fuck them all he doesn’t need them they won’t listen to him so he’ll do what he can to protect these kids because the adults won’t do it it’s all on him he’s gotta do it he’s gotta

and then people that love him and want to protect him just for the sake of protecting a friend start dying one by one

and then he fuckin learns that all his fuckin life he’s been raised to be killed and he just

walks into the forest calmly 

and accepts it

WHAT THE FUCK 

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Sand Dunes, MS Paint

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Maimouna Guerresi

Italy/Senegal

http://www.maimounaguerresi.com/

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I rescued my neighbor's kitten Ruby from our backyard tonight. Our dog, Persephone, is the sweetest and most gentle creature IF AND ONLY IF you are larger than the average house cat. Everything else - mice, rabbits, squirrels, groundhogs, moles, snakes, and even small birds - she will destroy. The whole reason she was in the pound when we got her was because she killed a cat that her previous owners were fostering. My neighbor's poor kitten was trapped up in a tree with my dog just standing sentinel, looking livid. I coaxed her down and got her cradled in my arms and walked her home. Then returned to cuddle with my dog on the couch and feed her her favorite glucosamine treats, so she would know that she was a good dog for defending the house. But poor kitty! I hope she knows to stay out of Persie's yard now. I have no idea how long she was trapped before Persie started barking for us. I think I really need to apply for a therapy animal at school, there is nothing quite as calming as holding a little fuzzy creature that needs you to protect and love it. I mean, my dog came and slept with me last night when she heard me having a panic attack/crying fit. And Ruby just instantly trusted me and cuddled up in my arms, like I didn't have to prove I was worthy or whatever. I might really benefit from that kind of interaction, to keep me grounded and breathing evenly and all that. To make sure I go outside and that I'm never totally alone. I spend so much time convinced I'm not worthy of existence, and the remainder arguing that there's no such thing. "Nobody asks to exist, nobody belongs anywhere" etc... If something so small and soft and ultimately non-sentient can pull me back from that brittle and disordered precipice... It would be so worth it.

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Willian Santiago

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