Real

Ursula×Rosie, it was sloppy, I didn't have time
#magma #hazhinhotel #rosie #fanart

I got banned from twitter in 2023 for this drawing. They called it "violent speech". It had over 40K likes and too many comments for me to read before my ban, but I still see it floating around here and there. Save a copy, and use it freely. No attribution needed. Love u

#transdayofvisibility #tdov

“I know I’m American because when I walk into a room something dies.”

#SundaySentence from “Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying” by Noor Hindi (@noorhindi.bsky.social)

Via Read a Little Poem on Facebook. @readalittlepoem.bsky.social

#SmallPoemSunday
#Poetry #NationalPoetryMonth #poem

Ashley, 32, cause of death?

My womb is full of agonized rage, persistent longing, and undying sadness. The triplets of my trauma have to come out, eventually. It's been at least 27 years of this. I wanted to start a family with someone who loved me, instead, I'm filled with pain that's sealed with a fist from the ones I loved.

Motivation is at a low today. big deal, my energy has been low for some time, now. It's quite monumental, I have at least three important things on my mind at all times, and then about 60 random things happen in a day that I hang onto. Even if I never leave my apartment.

I'm still waiting under the willow tree.

"Come on. Don't give up yet."
-Something I said to myself just now.

#artsky #doodles #masks #disguise #emotionalart #depression
So many tattoo ideas, so little skin.

It sucks to be angry, but to be incapable of going anywhere. It's like youre the iron giant, trying to fly off to blow up a nuke...
...but u haven't got money for rocket fuel.
So u just need to sit there and brace for your meltdown.

I know funding exists its just our local gov loves to make it hard to access, i know it's possible to help the down on their luck, or just having a bad day. Let them come and eat. Let some people bring that meal to someone else. Not for profit, but because people are worth it. #motivation

Trust that communities genuinely want to come together and be better. Growing up, the rarest thing that ever happened was my dad loving me and the family enough to make us breakfast. In those rare moments, he wasn't entitled to our loyalty, it wasn't about keeping score- it was just my dad.

Im nothing special, but I do have ideas. Fast food breakfast sucks, it's painfully overpriced, and honestly- I think that communities should band together to offer free breakfast in a public park.
Yeah life can be rough, but don't face the day on an empty stomach. Trust that people are good at heart

I'm so fed up with some people. Utterly exhausted am I. Imperfectly human are we.
Doodles inspired by songs that I like to listen to on repeat xD

Old comic!

heather and leon quickdraw, because i'm not pleased with how the previous ones turned out

Sometimes I think those trumpets only voted for him because they failed grade school, and they don't know what a pronoun is, so they naturally fear what they never learned.

It felt so good to be so in love, after so long just feeling like it wasn't ever gonna happen, one day, it did. And it was everything I've wanted, every single day had a purpose to spend every night wrapped in love, every morning eating each other for breakfast, and every day- far more memorable than they have been til now... Six months later... ...I feel like I've lost all of that purpose. And every time I have had to see you driving away, I can't handle it at all. Everyone keeps telling me that I need to keep living, but this trauma hurts worse than anything up til now. I can't handle one more loss, I can't live with any more unimaginable pain. I thought I was going to make a difference in this world for a while, at some point I believed you when you said that I was beautiful, and now... ...well, now I just don't know anymore. And at one point, all I knew, was that you and the kids, you guys were all that mattered to me. Fuck whatever came before, to hell with our failing society, if I could just spend the rest of my life with the ones I loved- then it would all be okay.

Before I die I have notes for people. This area I grew up in, it broke me, broke others, deep down I think I want this area to fail- to pay for neglecting people.
But that's messed up. I've got good ideas- but I'm just one unimportant person- it'd take an army to make changes that could save lives.

goats

I feel like I'm wasting people's time. And that's arguably worse to me than looking back to see that people wasted my time, too. And I'm living on what feels like the final minutes of existence, now. Right before I finally break under my own weight.

I'm living in a simulation, and tbh, the simulation seems really convincing, some days.

I just want some cute friends to play dress up with and frolic in a field with. #fantasy #fae #romantasy #cute #girlfriends #ineedfriends #england #witch #witchy #witchcraft #fairies #cosplay

Kotone is carrying Fuuka on her back while she and Aigis hold up the transgender flag.

Happy International Transgender Day of Visibility!

#art #Pesona3

Did nobody besides me ever notice that 2009-2019 was a time of inventing newer and more elaborate ways of blatantly distracting people, while also giving folks a chance to sign over their rights in exchange for a shinier device that let them be distracted in higher resolution?

Bad days happen for people. Sometimes all you can do is just get knocked down, lay there in pure agony and just hold your guts inside.
But then someone else is struggling too. Help them, money comes back. But for some people, those bad days at the right time, a person doesn't come back from that.

Make the most of the night like we're gonna die young?
Shit. I've always felt old, my knees'is the ones who freakin died young!

Mentally, I think I'm drowning. I feel like I've come far enough, I can't go any farther. I can't handle this anymore, it's like a nightmare- where only I can see the problems and threats- and people are just going along like nothing in the world is wrong at all.

My time on bluesky feels like an author, writing a chronicle of their last days before death. Years from now, people will see it and the signs will have made so much more sense.
It'll be used in case studies to hopefully help others.