To Get Rid Not Just From Your Hair But Also Parts Of Yourself So You Would Fit Some Expectations

Not an vouyer, not a cuck, but a 3rd thing: an esports commentator

[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories

Okay even in your old art you're like REALLY good at posing people and having like expressive poses, also you're ungodly good at drawing hands even in 2020. Please teach me your ways.

Well thank you!! and the actual answer surprisingly isn’t practice, it’s just… draw. like draw so so much for funnsies and you’ll just grow naturally with your own need to challenge yourself. you have to fuck up so many times before you can Understand yk. or idk take an art class that might work.

What's your thoughts on vegan zombies?

I don't believe that zombies who eat people are bad, so vegan ones aren't that different either. Actually they're even more weird, like why hold on to such morals in the afterlife

women

Malevolent sometimes has me feeling like I'm insane, in part because I cannot view Arthur as pathetic even remotely. Like I see the vision but also at some point a part of my brain snapped and now I am unable to be anything other than Arthur's hype man. "Have you SEEN this guy!?" I shout, gesturing towards a bedraggled miserable little man curled up in a ball on the floor who is out of breath and in visible pain. "THIS IS THE FACE OF A MAN NOT TO BE FUCKED WITH"

Your body is not a house, it is not a vehicle, it is not a machine with interchangeable parts. There is no separation of you and your body; without your body, there is no you. Your experience of the world is a full-body event: here are your sense organs to collect the stimuli, here are the nerves to convey them, here is the brain to interpret and create impulses, here are the chemicals that cause your stomach to flutter, your eyes to tear up, your heart to race and slow. You are a collection of blood and muscle and fat and nerves and bone that is uniquely aware of itself and able to impact the world around it. You are the product not of divine creation, but of a series of cosmic coincidences and ancestors who shaped the evolution of a species by seeing patterns, by making tools, by creating language, by helping each other. Here are your hands to hold someone else's. Here is your throat to laugh and sing. Here you are.

reblog this post if yu’re happy and knnow it

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god