I need you in my life man. You’re the only guy I know who can say “ganondorf” like the smash bros announcer. Please just come back and be my little ganondorf jester please
it’s remarkable how much money you can save by not leaving the house and not eating and not moving
looking at my bank account after a month of being in a depressive coma like wow. I’m so good at budgeting
The less you eat, drink and buy books; the less you go to the theatre, the dance hall, the public house; the less you think, love, theorise, sing, paint, fence, etc., the more you save – the greater becomes your treasure which neither moths nor rust will devour – your capital. The less you are, the less you express your own life, the more you have, i.e., the greater is your alienated life, the greater is the store of your estranged being.
Karl Marx, 1844, Human Requirements and Division of Labour Under the Rule of Private Property
My depression has been destroying me lately. I’m talking random panic attacks, fatigue, night terrors, really hightened hypervigilance, the full works!!! I cannot stop having night terrors where old high school teachers of mine come hunt me down and tell me I failed to turn in an essay on hamlet 8 years ago and so now I have to go back to my transphobic english class and get called an idiot publicly while my loved ones laugh along!! Anyways. Some really lovely people have contributed to my Ko-Fi recently, and armed with a 50$ budget and a Will To Want To Be Alive, I took myself on some errands. I made a morning out of it!
I went to get my haircut and had a lovely conversation with the barber. I bought a plant (a white wizard, he is so gorgeous and special) to surprise my partner with when he gets home from work. I got a green tea and a breakfast sandwich to eat in my car while listening to music. I went to the bird store to get bird food even though we weren’t out of bird food, I just wanted an excuse to go walk around and talk to the birds in the store. They had baby quail!!! I picked up a prescription and then I went home. Even if I don’t manage to do anything else today, I did those things and that was enough! Carrying a plant back to my car like a baby is nice. Chatting with a stranger for 15 minutes about how neither of our moms let us cut our hair short as kids is nice. Running my hands through my fresh buzzed scalp without having to clean up the bathroom afterwards is nice. My green tea was nice and so was the juvenile macaw that made baby noises at me when I complimented her orange belly. Do i feel super weird about having spent money on niceties because I’ve got a complex that says that’s Not Allowed? Yeah, but I feel more human for having done it. I feel better to have gotten dressed, gotten out, talked to people, talked to birds, fed and watered myself, & tended to my brain. I didn’t need to do anything to deserve it; you don’t either.
you guys who weren’t here will never understand how fundamentally hilarious the rcdart drama was. like imagine waking up one day and suddenly everyone is talking about this one artist drawing captain america fucking weird and you look them up and get hit with these bad boys
and for the record… they chose this. this is how their OLDER art looked like
like. you couldnt PAY me to post this. i would not admit this at gunpoint
sorry but i dont think this post is complete without their attempts at drawing star wars characters
