Posts by Dyl Pickle :) 🍕
Long leg Gwen’s outfit for Indian Jones and the *checks notes* Dyke of destiny??
This is what my brain looks like by the way
I know being intense and talking all the time can push people away and make them not like you, but WHERE IS THE HAPPY MIDDLE GROUND?
How do I not show my love too intensely or not enough?
Sometimes I completely forget that it’s NORMAL to not talk to your friends every day?
Like, it’s crazy to me?
I get that it’s normal, but like
A) how are you not scared that you’re object permanence won’t make you forget them
And
B) if you’re not entertaining them 24/7 what if THEY forget YOU?
Because this doll cannot be loved for what it is or how it looks, it must be loved for what it can do.
And there’s nothing, and I mean NOTHING that it won’t do for you.
While the other dolls are beautiful, There’s one thing they cannot do, and that’s take the full brunt of their witches anger.
This doll is dirty and this doll is ugly, this may be true, but this doll is also capable of accepting and taking love in it’s strongest form…
Pain…
Whenever it’s thrown around, it doesn’t matter.
It’s head will just bounce off the floor as if nothing has happened…
I mean, After all, that’s what it was made for….
…But this doll doesn’t mind.
This doll can fulfil all the duties that the other dolls can fulfil and more.
This doll knows it isn’t pretty, but it’s one of the only of its kind that can be withstand GREAT violence…
When it’s skin tears, it sews it back up with threads it’s pulled from the literal mop of hair that rests atop its head
When it’s skull starts to deflate, it must painfully fill it with air again until it has a headache and it’s thoughts are pulsing to explode out of it’s mind…
As the other dolls break, and are glued carefully back together, sometimes even finished off with a bow, this doll must fix itself.
When it’s bones break, it pushes sharpened sticks through the holes in it’s skin to create new ones...
Doll that’s not as conventionally pretty as the other dolls.
It isn’t made of porcelain, it’s not a decorative piece, it’s a rag doll.
It’s skin is made of old potato sacks, it’s bones are made from sticks.
It’s head is given structure by an overinflated basketball…
It’s just one of those “I can feel my ribs whenever I breathe” kinda days.
Is “I need someone to hurt me” a good tinder bio, or do I need to be more on the nose?
EXACTLY!!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH
You’re not wrong 😅😵💫😔
This is LOOSELY based on me and my obsession with spending time in the Tate modern in the room with a MILLION (give or take a few million) radios that are all on different radio stations, all going at once.
www.tate.org.uk/art/artworks/meireles-ba...
But… but I studied a joint degree in drama and philosophy at university 😭😭😭
(Tbh, that DOES explain a lot about my internal conversations with myself)
Angel who hates being in public spaces WILLINGLY going to an expressionistic art exhibition and sitting on the floor in the middle of the room, peacefully swaying side to side, as the other attendees cover their ears and writhe to the screams and wails coming from the speakers mounted on the walls.
I am GOING TO THROW UP, I’M SO EXCITED
Holy shit, doing a deep dive on empty spaces and finding out all I can to do with it has filled me with an excitement that I haven’t felt in Fucking YEARS.
I want to be involved so bad, I need to express these feelings and thoughts so bad.
FUCK, it’s amazing.
If Twitter had tweeting, can Bluesky have BSing?
Because LORD knows BS is all I’ll posting anyways
Fuck it, I’m putting a chicken Kiev in a bun with cheese and treating it like it’s a normal chicken burger 👿👿👿
Yesss 🥺🥺👉👈 I NEED to get more
Me too!!! It’s so fucking sad
Okay, so it’s gotten to the point on Twitter where I can’t post a tweet, like a tweet or message anyone anymore??? Wtf 👿👿👿
THATS SO KIND WTH 😭😭😭😭😭 thank you?? ❤️
Thank you 🥺🥺🥺👉👈
Two years ago today VS today!!!
I think I can pull off a shirt better now than I ever could before 😈☺️
Okaaayyyy, maybeeee