'my hands are my heart' by gabriel orozco, 1991 in art21: art in the twenty-first century (2003)
this fits so well with mike and will i'm gonna lose my mind
haha. You did irreparable damage btw
HOLY SHIT THIS IS AMAZING
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A few months worth of sporadic work but finally I finished this comic!
I just really wanted some dreadfully narcissistic Dad for One musings. So please keep in mind the writing is from All for One’s perspective.
yeah
2023:
build a nest and lie down in it
put more stickers on things
when you see the moon and are feeling sick to your stomach about things. try howling.
show off ur weird hobby. tell others about your weird collection. i want to see your Cool Rock bucket
fuckken. have you tried a cape recently? or maybe a crown of some kind? there are many situations you could add a little cape or possibly a crown to.
i am going to love you!!!! i have loved you this whole time but!!! this is the year we are all going to start feeling loved!!! so help me god!!!
oh and. more time at libraries. just in general
Let's talk bnha cannon for a second and how it makes bullying out to be something harmless. There is nothing harmless about bullying. But there is especially nothing harmless about name-calling and labeling. A boy like Izuku… Well. There’s just so much to unpack here but I’m going to focus on the one thing that bothered me the most. A cute, pretty girl says the name Deku is cute and he immediately gets over it? No way. This boy definitely went home and had a panic attack about giving someone actual permission to call him that. Uraraka cannonly does not call him anything else. Not Midoriya. Not Izuku. Nothing else besides the name he’s been tormented with since he was 4. And yeah, that probably helped him get over it enough to officially choose it as his hero name after the sports festival. But there is no way it didn’t hurt at all in the beginning. That’s not how trauma works.
just some skatepark in prague
omg....... this is..........amazing......yes, just yes
I like metaphors.
Pulled at the thread that is holding me together at my seams until almost all stitches came undone and my heart and lungs and liver were in a neat pile by my feet.
05/07/2025
Hallow
Inspired by ‘Abstract Basketry’ by Fujino Kazutomo
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