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Baz Luhrmann - Everybody’s Free To Wear Sunscreen, 1998

The lyrics are taken from an essay written in 1997 by Mary Schmich, a columnist with the Chicago Tribune

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Couples shirt idea

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dinner's here!

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They should invent a being a writer that doesn't come with being isolated and diminishing returns on what you are given back compared to how much you give

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Kinda enamoured by the idea of plastering my walls with posters of a bunch of fake bands and seeing who notices

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the author's barely-disguised yearning for a gentler world

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You can write almost anything if you're sincere, this is crucial

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Hey. I think I hate you.

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*thinks up an idea for a silly quick piece* okay haha let's whip something up real quick

*idea gets more complicated*

*idea gets more complicated*

*idea gets more complicated*

*idea gets more complicated*

oh no

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Breathtaking

⊹₊⟡⋆psst! I have a webcomic on tapas - link⊹₊⟡⋆

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*Me trying to send psychic waves to the people I attacked on artfight to go online and look*

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AYYYYY I'M ALIVE ✨

heyyy y'all 🫶 firstly i just wanna say that i'm so so SO goddamn sorry for being away for so long and without any explanation 😩 i've been thinking of you all and missing you guys terribly every single day tbh 😭

i'm still definitely not fully back yet, i'm honestly not even sure when i'll be able to start regularly making & uploading memes again or anything :(( shit's been rough and still is. like "i'm literally homeless and currently living in a cheap hotel, but won't even be able to afford that for much longer"-type-of-rough 🥲

for those of you who haven't already seen my partner Neil's (@nordenhelm 💗💕) recent posts yet, keep an eye out because i'll be reblogging it right after this 🩵 he's been helping me to raise some funds, so that i might actually have a chance at surviving these next few months (i have a plethora of complex medical conditions that can result in life-threatening situations on their own, nevermind while living on the streets as a trans, queer, bipoc, ND, disabled guy in ohio during the grand year of 2025 🙃)

Neil briefly explains my circumstances here and here ❤️ i'll be providing additional details as i'm able to, i just gotta do my best to avoid going overboard and overwhelming my silly lil brain too badly. i definitely encourage you to follow Neil though, if you'd like to stay updated on my sitch (or if you just wanna see some beautiful art)

i know this is kinda a lot to ask for, given how dire things are for many of us rn 🥲 but it would seriously mean the world to me if you might share this post and/or Neil's posts/Carrd page, as well as consider donating if you're able to spare a few dollars 🙏 every little bit counts, and will be used for hotels/motels, transportation, food, medical supplies, and toiletries/personal care basics

paypal cashapp kofi

we've already managed to raise about $550 🙌 thank you so so SO much to each & every one of you who's donated or helped spread the word, you guys are literal lifesavers 🥺🫶 my current hotel room is booked until august 1st. i'm hoping to extend my stay here for a few more weeks when my next SSD check (hopefully) hits, but that'll obviously depend on room availability

in addition to donations and signal boosting, please please please reach out to either Neil or me via dms if you or anyone you know might be able to offer a place for me to temporarily stay (even if you're not based in ohio) - even really cheap hotels cost a lot of money to live in, so this isn't a very sustainable solution. you can also message us if you know of any LGBTQ-safe organizations or community resources in NE ohio, or if you might be able to provide wheelchair-accessible transportation around the montrose/copley/pigeon creek area (near akron). thank you so so much in advance!! love you guys <3

~ charlie 💚

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What if things were about hope again

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speaking of art, here are six of the... thirteen? artfight attacks ive done this month.

characters and creators (left to right, top to bottom):

Seren, @sootbehere

Arc and Ira, @rosesandartss

Shiloh, @planes-like-vultures

Ezekiel, @wherearetheplants

Brigitte, @lestatitude

Alex, @albatris

all of these characters were super super fun to draw ^_^

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Hello 🙋

My name is Ahmed, I’m 20 years old, and I’m from Gaza City. I used to dream of a peaceful life, completing my education, and getting a job, but the war has turned that dream into something impossible 💔😭. We lived through this massacre in every painful detail, and we are still in pain 😔. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in the north of Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Strip. After we fixed a small room in our destroyed house to live in and start over, unfortunately, the war returned, stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter and no source of income. We have exhausted all our savings during the war. I know that I started my campaign very late, but that’s because there is no other way to help my family 🙏. I am fully confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these difficult circumstances 😔.

I know that the feeling of starting from scratch is painful and frustrating, but I hope to receive any amount for my family 🥺🙏.

https://chuffed.org/project/helpahmedfamily

Even a small donation would have a great impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.

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snypet? anöther

Against his better judgement, Nat followed the feeling through the trees as it built and built. The world narrowed around him, the chatter of reservoir guests and the rustle of the trees in the breeze becoming muffled in his periphery. He picked his way through the bushes and brush to a knot of trees, their roots thick and raised, tangling together across the dry ground. His heart pounded and his head was swimming. But there was nothing here that he could see, unless—

What was that?

In amongst the tangle of roots, there was an opening. A collapsed patch of ground. A tunnel. Nat edged closer to it, hardly daring to believe it actually existed.

Yvonne’s words echoed in his brain. I have to get you where you need to go.

The nearer he drew, the more the air itself seemed to be pulsating. He understood exactly what Yvonne had meant by something vibrating—although it clearly wasn’t at the wrong frequency for him like it had been for her. The Garble sent a sentence of gibberish tumbling through Nat’s brain.

“Nat?” he heard Yvonne calling. “Did you find something?”

The tunnel yawned before him, its walls damp and inviting. He caught a faint whiff of that vampiric honey-and-rot smell from inside, heavy on the rot. He wanted to go in, but even now, he knew better than to charge straight ahead with no plan. He needed to at least go back and tell Yvonne what was happening.

Nat took out his phone and shone his torch down, but the light didn’t reach far before being swallowed by darkness. He snapped a photo to show Yvonne then trudged away from the opening back out towards the water. Yvonne was waiting for him at the rock, her brows knitted together with worry.

“Did you see anything?” she asked.

“No,” Nat said, but the word felt like a lie for reasons he couldn’t place. “You’re right, though. It does feel off in there.”

She sighed. “It’s a shame we came all this way for nothing concrete.”

Nat shrugged. “It was worth a shot.” He slipped his phone back into his pocket, momentarily puzzled as to why he’d had it out in the first place. “The reserve is going to close soon. We should get back to Quinn’s place.”

“I’ll mark this spot on my maps app,” Yvonne said. “Weird vibes.”

Nat supposed there were no other words for it.