Do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes.

btw my posts are not just for you. they are also for future me.

this is a PAINTING

relationships and jobs are temporary. your shitty unpopular tumblr blog is forever

second love truly be hurting more than first love

my favourite genre of human — artists that have won six awards, have their work in popular mainstream media, are described by the community as the best of their time and have something like “i draw i guess” in their bio

I’m a full believer in doing small things for yourself to cultivate your soul without having to tell anybody especially in a day and age where people feel the need to capitalize on every aspect of themselves to create an aestheticized identity… like learning a language going on a run writing a poem practicing your craft going to a museum dancing for fun can and should give you personal fulfillment that doesn’t have to be presented through a lens or validated by an audience