heartbreaking: girl starts reading a completed fic only to get halfway in and realize it's not completed, but abandoned and marked as complete
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I TRIED LOW POLY 3D MODELING FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY WHOLE LIFE!!!! Never making a 3d character ever again
I only wanted to learn 3d modeling to do something like this. Never again. EVEN THE SKULL IS ANGRY
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it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.
yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.
it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.
how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.
chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?
how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.
"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.
i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.
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If you draw addispam (just spamton before the big shot era) I will get really agressive/vvvvvvvpos
(/vpos= very positive)
If you draw him with glasses I will love you forever
This very specific time in Spamton's life is so important to me. It's right before big shot era where he is frustrated at how he just can’t seem to make any business. No matter how hard he tries or how badly he wants to succeed, he can’t.
In his lowest moment, he’s given an opportunity. His desperation leads him to take a deal that prolongs his greatest fear of never being enough.
His arrogance of success completely warps his world view. After never being able to succeed, he gets the fleeting taste of what it means to matter. He’s important. He’s made it.
But in the end— what is your 15 minutes of fame when the rest of your life is spent in self loathing and you've burned all your bridges? He couldn’t see this inevitable end when he had everything he thought he wanted.
He didn’t only loose his friends, fame, and notoriety. He lost himself in it all.
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rewatching cars on the road after like a year i love this show sm it’s so fun and wholesome 💔
i know having mater on screen for too long can get pretty overwhelming but i just love seeing him and lightning interact in this show. like they really feel like best friends here, they banter, get into stupid squabbles and they just understand and love each other so much.
i also keep thinking about their video call in cars 3, like just the whole idea of mcqueen being able to call mater at an ungodly hour at night and get an immediate response. that is SUCH a best friend thing. like i just love how their friendship evolves from joking around and partaking in shenanigans to them being able to really trust and count on one another.
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my experience being a Belos fan (who wants to kick his ass) is constantly being reminded that not everyone went through the process of becoming consciously aware of and working to shed the specific horrible mental state one uses to justify allowing/enacting harm against the people one loves. And therefore not everyone can just look Philip in his sad dead eyes and Understand with wretched clarity what went so terribly, odiously wrong in there.
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