I Still Had These Doodles Laying Around, But Figured I Should Colour Them With Other People Being Interested

Your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.

- Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

sometimes u just gotta say “okey dokey” and just like.. rely on urself.. take things as impersonally as u can.. love and let go.. move on.. try and find all the good things, soak those in. and that’s all u can do! and sometimes, that’s enough

every post about punk's history leaving out jews is my villain origin story

Full cover spreads I did for Elizabeth Lim's Six Crimson Dawn and Spin the Dawn UK cover. I have a lot of fun and am very glad you guys like it!

bare with the cold for a little longer .

reading is like. i’ve read 5 books in 3 days. i have not read a single sentence in months

@loureedswamp1970 / anne carson / art by @poeticsuggestions / @mango-season / trampoline by you won’t

there's a recent vox video about how tiktok contributes to what kind of music is being demanded and put forward on spotify and i think it's also parallel to how booktok is directly influencing the decisions of big publishing companies. they will continue to churn out terrible romance novels that were previously fanfics if that's what would continue to circulate. it's so tiring

instead of actively promoting and advocating for marginalised authors, esp working class authors & authors of colour, in all genres, and hiring more diversely, they’re spotlighting reylo fanfic and the next boring historical or mythological retelling by a white woman. and ppl have the gall to act like it’s not a big deal. (** white) fandom nerds and tiktokers literally have a dominating cultural influence now just based on sheer numbers alone and they want to act like they’re being persecuted for lining the pockets of execs and making it everyone else’s problem

The goldfinch only becomes more heart breaking in hindsight. You read within the first five pages that no one ever made Theo feel loved like his mother did, and it’s sad because “aw he has no good people in his life who love him” but then you read the book and see Mrs Barbour who loves Theo as one of her own, who slowly gets better, who comes back to life just from being NEAR Theo. And Hobie who teaches him everything he knows, who is always there for him even when Theo turns his back on him, who after everything forgives Theo without a second thought. And of course Boris. Boris who holds him through nightmares, who sings him songs about little kittens, who kisses his own blood off his knuckles. And you realise the tragedy isn’t that nobody loved him, it’s that Theo hated himself too much to see their love.

Franz Wright, from “East Boston, 1996; Night Walk,” in God’s Silence