the living dead
"Oh, how I want a thin, pale, tall, virginal, not kissed, with thin hands, bruises under the eyes, disheveled or uncombed hair, a downtrodden hikku, a sucker without friends and girlfriends, a closed sociophobe, at the same time dreaming of someone close to come to..."
too many killjoy ocs/sonas named shit like toxic tsunami and elektro energizer. not enough named shit like seinfeld collectable soup thermos and bread pudding george.
Friendly reminder that the reason you feel so much better is because of your meds, don’t stop taking them unless you talk to your doctor first, you really do need them, I promise.
A big thanks to Snap Happy Ian for these most excellent photos. This Revolver Ocelot costume was mostly assembled from pieces found at op-shops and military swap meets. I added the capelet to the jacket about a year ago, and dyed the bandolier and styled the wig the night before the expo. I wear a lot of these items as part of my everyday wardrobe, with the intention of minimising the waste and excess that cosplay often entails.
“Me vuelvo un cobarde” by Christian Daniel sounds super gay out of context
Translation:
“I wish I could kiss you but I would never dare
Your love is prohibited, the sin is eternal
It doesn’t make sense, if you’re my friend
To feel what I feel”
all pronouns Puerto Rican Art Blog is Lactaidsaveme
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