The dryness of these markers put me off art for 2 years
recently I was talking to my friend and I realised my gender comes to me in two modes: how I want to dress/carry myself, and what I want to physically feel like. So the combinations are
male body, “male” clothes. Male body, “female” clothes. Female body, “ female” clothes. Female body “male” clothes.
some days it feels like no gender at all. Am I gender fluid or a gender or what? Pls help me. I have no one at home to talk about this to.
Daily fucking reminder that Luigi Mangione is innocent, completely and fully. He has been convicted of no crime. He has had no fair trial. He is a SUSPECT. Luigi Mangione is entirely innocent and everyone needs to stop parroting this insidious propaganda that he “committed” the crime he is only SUSPECTED of. He is not a murderer. He is not a criminal. He is an innocent man.
I once was at a religious gathering with my parents (none of us are religeus but our grandparents who where with us are). The priest there said behind the back of my cousin who has an autoimmune disease that she deserved it as recompense for some grand plan (this is a hindu temple so past lives or godly forms or some other bullshit excuse). We own the temple so he was fired imeadeatly, but in the moment there were some temple goers who agreed with him, and my dad turned to me and we shared a communal moment of "lets get out of here" so we left with some excuse and drove off.
repost this NOW, or i will kill your family.
finally finished this painting i sketched out months ago… please click for better quality i know tumblr is gonna kill it (reference used)
love eldritch horror bro, gota be one of my favourate genders