Concept: I Get My Drivers License And Then I Come To Your House To Pick You Up. We Go To The Grocery

being gay is so hard yes i want to be punk yes i want be a cowboy yes i want to be a pirate yes i want to be cute and pastel yes i want to be a cryptid yes i want to have a dark academia aesthetic no i will not be any of these because i cannot commit to anything and i am worried people will judge me

Yes Physically i am here,, but mentally? Having a picnic in the woods under a willow tree, listening to the trickling of a nearby stream with a cute girl as we eat small sandwiches that could only hope to be as adorable as her~~~

i want to drive really fast in a car with her with all the windows open, even though it’s winter and it’d be freezing. i just want to pretend the world doesn’t exist.

Everybody shut up I'm sinking into a daydream universe where I'm loved and nothing is wrong

the word preperations did make me think of wedding preperations... but then again, him preparing his project™ would be great too. it's a win either way. :)

listen. who says preparations when not referring to a wedding AND precedes it by mentioning homosexuality. I'm clowning like an idiot but LISTEN-

My current aeshtetic is going through dark academia posts romanticising studying while procrastinating my homework

it’s just interesting how dan and phil’s life seems so perfectly structured. dan was just a fan of phil and somehow got noticed by him and something about dan caught phil’s attention .. like .. what got dan noticed but they become internet friends. it’s so surreal how they were able to stay close after two years because internet friends are great but normally don’t last as long. they could’ve easily broken off that friendship because it was too difficult to maintain, but did they? no. over the course of these two years i swear dan like.. almost lives in phil’s house. nothing can keep them apart. we see the continuation of phil is not on fire and in some video dan comments on how phil has his own flat so he can take his stuff from the lester’s house to phil’s flat. also the fact that phil encourages dan to start a youtube channel and dan sticks with it ? then??!! dan goes to manchester university and later moves in with phil and they’re both youtubers but dans in school n stuff. dan drops out of uni to pursue this youtube thing that he doesn’t even know will work and will supply him a steady income and then?? bbc christmas special to an opportunity to have a radio show in london with bbc radio 1. they pick up and move again and this time they go to london and the next five years are wild. they reach what i believe is the peak of their careers while simultaneously SOMEHOW becoming closer friends because they couldn’t be closer?? they write a book together commemorating their lives and then they write a stage show to be performed around the world and sold out at various locations. then they write ANOTHER book commemorating their tour which perfectly incapsulated who they are. they take a few months off and suddenly they’re moving again into another flat together. looking back, they’ve done so much together and somehow, two lives became one.

Generation Z

Generation Z was born with the tragedy of 9/11 shadowing our birth certificates. A warning signal of what’s to come in the rest of our lives.

Because we grew up going to class with four— yes, four— of our classmates raising their hands and having scars on their arms being exposed. No one says anything because it’s too common for the guidance counselor to deal with, so everyone adverts their eyes instead.

We have, time and time again, gone to class only to hide under our desks for four hours not being sure whether the alarm blaring in or ears is a drill or not. Texting your parents worried because nobody knows what’s going on, and all you can do is hope that this is one of the dozens of drills you have each month and not one of the hundreds of school shootings every year.

We’re afraid to go to concerts and movie theaters and malls, and the general fucking outside world with our friends or family because of the terrorism displayed on the news. We’re scared of ending up dead every time we leave our house because the chances of it happening are more likely than it not.

We grew up in a mental health crisis and a new age of terrorism and violence. We don’t have memories of being happy, because as soon as we became self aware we knew what was going on around us.

And every time we say something to make things better for the next generation after us; every time we cry or slit our wrists just like we know to do oh so well; every time we try to do anything in the our lives we’re told that we’re too young to understand. That we have nothing to fear.

And when we’re dead, what do we have to fear then?

When we’re dead, will we finally be heard?

Color guard piece for my final animation assignment this semester

Litochoro / Greece (by alastair graham).