SEND THE WIND

urban cyber grunge is when you are a piece of shit who goes out side at night during winter and takes a pic of a street lamp and whispers “fuck yes.. im posting this to my fuckedup side blog with no followerz” then you browse the internet and laugh about bitcoins. you love being a pice of shit. you love urban cyber grunge 

when in doubt of what to draw, look at 1920s magazine covers

"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?

thy mother

Art thou for fucking real

guy who gets a pepsi from the break room vending machine every day after his work shift & amiably says “gotta have a pepsi!” while grinning & passing it back & forth between his hands but one day the pepsi is sold out & he leaves the building robotically with a completely flat expression & isn’t seen at work again

[ID: Art of an anthro calico cat person sitting at their desk in front of an art program. On the screen, ribbons of all sorts of pride flags stream around them as they carry a progress flag, grinning and wearing a flower in their hair, a shirt with a neckerchief, and a skirt. At the desk, they wear baggy clothing and rest on their drawing pad, smiling fondly at their art. Although their room is in grey shadow, the light of the screen casts a rainbow gradient on their face. /End ID]