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s1 vik and s2 jayce meeting

An absence so heavy it becomes a presence

and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, nobody waits for you at night, when you can do whatever you want; but what do you call it; freedom or loneliness?

– Charles Bukowski

When your bfs bones poke you but you still insist on laying on his lap

An absence so heavy it becomes a presence

Colorful memories

All the paintings i have done for Nucleus Portland's annual postcard show opening on December 15th! The originals will be available to purchase there and then online (I'll link them to you once it's done) These paintings are memories from my summer. Lately I've grown quite tired of always painting sunny landscapes, so, i've tried to paint other mood as well. I hope you will enjoy them :)

Sharon Olds, Stag’s Leap

It Will Continue to Grow Except in That Point, by Giuseppe Penone.

Sometimes I’m happy and I wanna live forever

Phoebe Bridgers// @boykeats //Ocean Vuong//Albert Camus//unknown source// @8-bitfiction //Mary Oliver//Charles Bukowski

not normie enough to fit in but not fringe enough to lean into being a freak, worst of both worlds, pure liminality, just the weird coworker, and unrelatable classmate. and your mutual