Sitting On My Couch, Nothing At All Is Happening... I Don't Work Tomorrow... But My Heart Is Racing And

Sitting on my couch, nothing at all is happening... I don't work tomorrow... But my heart is racing and so are my thoughts... Wishing I knew how to change my life so that who I am can be who I am, freely expressing and enjoying who I am... So I don't have to worry about the future... So I don't have to have an autopilot for worrying and fear...

Sitting On My Couch, Nothing At All Is Happening... I Don't Work Tomorrow... But My Heart Is Racing And

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A three panel comic of Honeydew trying to be at the perfect temperature. The comic is titled "A Real Fan" and is made by Theresa Scovil.  Panel 1: Narration says "Cooling off." Honeydew squints as they sitting in front of an electric fan. They say "No." Panel 2: Narration says "Warming up." Honeydew looks angry wrapped in a blanket, with a drop of sweat on their face. They say "No." Panel 3: Narration says "Cooling off while warming up." Honeydew is wrapped in a blanket while sitting in front of an electric fan. They cheerfully say "Yes."

I'm pretty sensitive when it comes to temperatures, so to be comfortable I have to make sure absolutely everything is perfect. Warm enough on certain parts of me, and cool enough on the other parts.

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The raw beauty and innocence of Michael Jackson


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I Drawing I Did In My Early Teens (probably Around 2007-2009).

I drawing I did in my early teens (probably around 2007-2009).

Sketched it on paper, scanned it onto the computer and coloured in photoshop.

I've always loved games like Zelda that includes a lot of nature of magic, fantasy etc.

Something about a lone wolf surviving in the wild, where things aren't perfect but they are natural.


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Yi Yi (2000), Dir. Edward Yang

Yi Yi (2000), dir. Edward Yang

Painting Without Intention

Painting without Intention

Painting I did Today. I love painting where I don't have any plans for it... A blank canvas. I don't plan the brushes, I don't plan the colours. I just make a quick choice in the moment and let the painting paint itself.


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When I try and find myself, I am not there. When I try to know myself, I am unknown. Every time I died, I remain. Who did I forget?

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