Really Sad How You Look Up Vincent Van Gogh's Paintings On Google And Get A Large Number Of Ai Results.

Your dead husband suddenly shows up at your door. He looks the same, speaks the same, holding him feels the same, but it's not really him. He's just a few degrees off, a handful of different choices removed from the man you knew. He doesn't know you, he knows a different you. He's standing right there but there's an entire universe between you. But even though you know he's not really the man you loved you beg him to stay because someone who's almost him is better than being all alone.

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@jonmartinweek day eight: "disability & diagnosis"

i think nightmares would be commonplace with an expanse of knowledge such as jon's.

NASA released the clearest pictures yet of our neighbours in the solar system

Oh and of course us

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femme wade give me strength

based off the lovely fic Eating Eggshell by @bougiebutchbinch <3 it's been the only thing keeping me sane for the last little while.

and thank you mellon_soup for the reference!

@jonmartinweek day two: "i trust you"

i think the sofa cuddling drawing thing is becoming a trend of mine

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"Everything is gonna be okay..."

This time I won't remain silent.

Following the recent election in the US, I want to send my support to all minorities there. The world is sick and gets sicker and sicker. Even if I'm a pessimist in general, we must believe in the brightest future. The fight is gonna be long but possible if we protect and take care of each other.

We can make it together.

imagine you had an infection similar to jane prentiss' hive.. a pervasive itch that could never quite be scratched. what if you were being eaten alive and rotting from the inside out. what if you had a partner who loved you through your transformation, who cherished the meat sloughing off your bones; a person who is ultimately devoured by your infestation along with you, when all that's left is the colony. what then.

bbno$ stream was the only thing keeping me sane for a bit, i fear. acrylic on 19.5 x 16 in board. close ups and reference under cut