Twitter
In the wake of scrambling to follow mutuals and artists in their other spaces, I'm just really scared.
Twitter has become a place where i connect, a place for discovery and opportunities, and a place that has helped me financially. The worst part of it all is that sinking feeling of loss. Not only while this child of a man burns down communities i love, but also mentally because it's just another thing on top of the freelance hat pile that artists are just losing energy to.
This year has been a bountiful feast of mental strain. En-eff-tees to ai to Twitter collapse. And all this is frustratingly taking away time from creating. I'm sure I'm not alone there.
We are adaptable. But damn. It'd be nice to get a break.
Going to treat myself to some fancy coffee in the morning.
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a veces me da pena pensar que jamas podré expresarme al 100% con amigos que no hablan español... No solo por el lenguaje en sí, sino porque no se siente genuino, al menos para mi.
Cuando veo algo que me gusta o me emociona, o quiero decirle a alguien cuánto admiro su trabajo lo pienso en español. Pienso parrafos y párrafos de cosas bonitas, solo para darme cuenta que no puedo decircelos. Que no tienen nada de sentido traducidos. Y cuando intento hacerlo en ingles, pensar en cosas bonitas que decir en ese idioma
"cool" "awesome" "amazing" "wonderful" "beautiful"
y ya
¿Cómo voy a halagar las maravillas arquitectónicas que lady hace en minecraft? ¿Cómo puedo elogiar las intrincadas historias, el bello arte de worm o de skip? ¿¿¿cómo???
cómo les digo que el arte, las maravillas que hacen, son de las cosas mas bellas que existen? cómo les digo que es una bendición poder existir al mismo tiempo? que el cielo me bendijo, que ahora entiendo el porqué de la vida, para poder ver sus obras
¿cómo?
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yall I'm sorry if this is gonna be it I'm not taking any chances I'm going ALL OUT this phase 😭
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Ah yes i still Remember this day in my city in italy
No dont worry guys It didn't become a catastrophe
It didn't overfloat the city
(today Is everthing alright)
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made this like 2 months ago to describe what misery feels like
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Yee being too sweet on me. I wanna hear 'bout yah too. The world is too small for conversations to be one-sided.
The æther is fine. I spent time hangin out with my ma. Is it still hangin out if I'm dead? I'm not hauntin, just chillin. Then I came here to see yah.
I'm still going by the Sano Dojo. An' I keep tryin t'talk to Shin. I dunno if it's working but he almost turned to face me.
👻baji
Hear about me? there's nothing special to hear! besides, talking about myself gets me embarrassed, I'd rather talk about you babe.
Can I ask a question, does it hurt? being dead an all, do you still experience pain? when I think of dying I want it to be painless, but I know most times it's not, it helps to know there might be something nice waiting on the other side. Maybe we can hang out when I get there, you will wait for me won't you? That's why I think you should be persistent with Shinichiro, he's probably lonely as hell.
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a little disturbed mind
have you ever being so self conscious and thought that you might be a psychopath, and got a lil shocked but at the same time relieved when finding out that you’re actually not? because same.
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the below post is for tumblr staff. don't worry, it's just so that i can be unshadow banned from the tag i told them about
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"Sayonara... Shadow"
I was playing around with some random watercolor brushes... and felt like drawing these two. Also I was just feeling a lil sad.
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i am. a loser. i do secretly hate myself. im singing this for somebody. it’s the case that nobody cares. i am a failure. i don’t have talent.
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