gay sexuality time

The Forbidden Knowledge

not even any notes. I feel like I’ve stumbled upon a plot-advancing skeleton’s notebook

Contemporary art haters will be like "i don't get it" and then not read the title or artist statement or the medium or the year or

everyone clap for friends that are animals. make it so easy to send u any post ever. bunny on the dash ? oh good thats going to my bunny friend. deer? ahhh yes. mny friend deer my good friend the real deer. you get this . and every time theyre like yesss #my me

AI slop prompters will never feel the exhilaration of drawing fanatically. Time becomes irrelevant. Your body morphs into just a device for devotion. You are devotion. Never blinking. Your heart beat might as well have never began, because you have become a machine for craft. You are every person before you that has ever touched pencil to paper. Your blood sings as you become a singularity. Never blinking. Never breathing. Never hearing. Eyes on paper, hand moving as if pushed and pulled by an unknown force. They will never understand the madness you feel when you enter a state where you do not starve, ache, or think. The moment you snap out of that haze, your hands covered in graphite and your stomach clawing at your insides for sustenance, that's the closest thing to divinity I have ever felt. I chase it even when my body deteriorates. I understand the weakness of my flesh and it does not deter me

did chatgpt write that response for you too

You can replace [ACTIVITY YOU ENJOY] with [SCROLLING] but watch out. This sucks bad 👍

hmmm, this seems to be some kind of curse breaking spell… be free ye reader

staring at her tits but i’m being rlly stealthy abt it

The courage to slay a god.

I understand that you were aiming for a morally grey protagonist, but in practice what you've ended up with is more of a moral beige.

It's nuts how common it is to not allow children to be angry, even (especially) in households where adults are angry all the time. As a child I knew my own anger was unacceptable--not just expressing it outwardly but feeling it at all. So now as an adult my immediate reaction to my own anger is often to feel guilt instead of like. Noticing when someone is being rude or unfair or my boundaries are being violated or whatever. fucked up.

I need to stop replying to “how do you make friends in your 30s?” threads because all my answers boil down to “you have to want to know people instead of have friends” and I don’t think people wanna hear that