Latest Posts by funkysecretvillain - Page 3
The urge to send this to my partner immediately
when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever
i think there’s actually nothing better than being randomly told “I love you” after doing something characteristically stupid. Like what do you mean I’m a lovable person and I just did something silly and you thought “of course you would do that. I love you.”. No better feeling
I watched 'Knockin' on Heaven's Door'. I found it a refreshing, energetic, yet fragile film.
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I did it!! I asked for his hand in roommate-age!
At their core, these people are bullies. The cruelty is the point.
Oh my darling, i will buy all the hats
will you love him?? 🥺 will you buy. hats.
im still losing it over the "how did high schoolers write 600 word essays before chatgpt" post. 600 words. that is nothing. that is so few words what do you mean you can't write 600 words. 600 words. this post right here is 45 words.
While cooking at my boyfriend’s, he put a hot pan on the counter and slightly burned it. I was beyond stressed, but there was no yelling?? There was a raised voice ONCE?
They take walks to calm down in between? Instead of bottling up until exploding? I am flabbergasted every time.
Me and my boyfriend have somewhat of a home culture mismatch in the volume in which emotions are expressed, and it goes both ways. In his family, people express grievances and frustrations very easily and openly and do not express anger essentially at all. Mine was vice versa. So it took me a while to get used to the idea that a level of complaining that I register as "on such dire brink of utter despair that this might be the last time you see this person alive" is their family's casual small talk.
The way they express anger and frustration is so understated that I literally do not even notice it, before someone apologises out of the blue for being in such a bad mood. And the level of visible frustration that I've learned to express and register as "I am mad about life in general being mildly incovenient" is their level of "enraged enough to start throwing furniture."
Which, in my family, was expressed by throwing furniture.
Oblivious queen
Lucy: God, if only someone loved me
Holly: *standing behind her with roses*
Kipps: *holding box of chocolates*
Lockwood: *has balloons and a card*
Skull: This almost makes me sad
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It's funny how schools always painted peer pressure as this shady thing where the cool kids try to aggressively persuade you into doing cool things with them, like they'd want to forcibly wrangle some reluctant nerd along with them to go do crime, have sex and do drugs under a bridge. Nah, they didn't want your nerd ass in there, they'd actively gatekeep these activities from you.
Real peer pressure is the most breathtakingly boring people you know insisting that you should get a boring job and have a baby.
THERE IS NO DELTARUNE
THERE IS NO SILKSONG
AND THERE IS NO QUEEN OF ENGLAND
Another oil art from my series of portraits.
Anthony Lockwood Running from the Empty Grave.
Once I'm old and retired from everything, I think I'd like to settle into some specific pub and become known as the guy who'll offer unlisenced relationship advice/therapy/philosophical discussion in exchange for a pint, a coffee, or one of those shitty pub sandwiches or whatever they have. Whatever's in your price range. If I'm awake and done with my daily tasks at home, I'm keeping office hours at the regular. Ideally at one specific table that's never been officially reserved for me but where people expect to find me, and notice if I'm not there.
If you find yourself at a loss of what to do, not knowing what path to take, seek the council of the pub wizard. He doesn't have the formal training or qualifications for anything, and isn't legally responsible if it turns out that his advice was shit and got you in trouble, but the man is literally working for peanuts.
Hope is a lie if you mistake it for a promise. No, hope is a gamble. A chance that it might work out in your favour. A possibility that those odds are worth the risk. A cornered rat does not launch to bite a dog in the face with absolute confidence that it will escape with its life.
It attacks for the chance that it might.
I hate the sound of babies crying, but I can't hate a baby. They've been here for like five minutes and approach this situation with an unhesitant attitude of "my needs are unmet and I am going to make it everybody's problem", and I respect that.
We all making grandpa cry btw
hello tumblr let's make a burger
Just remember you will always burn as bright.
Happy birthday little angel🤍🖤❤️🔥
a really little animated black cat with giant eyes and no other discernible features
Glaze is out!
Tired of having your artwork used for AI training but find watermarks dismaying and ineffective?
Well check this out! Software that makes your Art look messed up to training AIs and unusable in a data set but nearly unchanged to human eyes.
I just learned about this. It's in Beta. Please read all the information before using.
Ghost hunters take their tea very seriously
sam and seb’s secret piercings //suggestive warning
Weiterlesen
revamped the way i drew sam and sebastian’s piercings
bonus: hidden piercings
The Chicken Statues