Don't know what I'm doing here.

[id: a tweet by Rosie @ exitsenses, that reads: Beautiful spring evening. I'm outside with a cup of coffee. Zero notifications on my phone likely because l'm difficult to like and contribute very little socially. God bless. end id]

Yes yes I know this too shall pass but christ alive man it's passing like a gotdamn kidney stone

i fucking love tumblr on new years i scroll past a glittertext gif wishing me a happy 2002 i scroll past my mutual wishing me a happy 2018 i scroll past a gifset wishing me a happy 2013 i scroll p

That's it. That's the dream. I'm almost mad that that's the dream.

opens box that reads "i wanna draw again". inside lies a note. the note says, "mental illness and difficult circumstances have taken years of interest, accessibility, and skill away from me. i want to forgive myself for that. i want to heal my relationship to my hobbies. i want to feel connected to something that once made me feel good, but the cyclic discouragement is difficult to overcome." i turn over the note. on the back it reads "wannta drawe sexy bodies awooga"

seems like this one really resonated with the artists who dont do art fandom

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

I’m fucking dying

That last fatal scream tho

World Heritage Post

Fuck you anti bird architecture who gives a shit if a little guy makes a nest on top of your stupid Starbucks sign