my dance style ranges from white dad at a barbecue to stripper whose rent is due tomorrow
i saw a baby wearing a superman onesie and wow i bet they havent even read the comics!!! i’ve had it with these fake fans!!
This is really intense for me, because this is exactly what artist’s block feels like. You’ve got color all around you, all over you, inside of you, in your fucking soul, and you can’t get it out on that canvas, that sketchpad, that digital screen that just sits there and yawns, white and infinite in front of you like an enemy, or worse, like a lover you can’t hold because they’re too far away. You sense what you could do if the lines and shapes and colors would come to you, but it all stays just beyond your straining fingers, no matter how hard you reach for it. It’s worse than a sense of your own inadequacy; it’s fear and it’s pain, and it’s everything you feel like you could accomplish but can’t because somehow, the colors won’t transfer from your hands, from your being, onto that white surface. You can’t paint. You can’t even begin.
I’ve never known how to put this personal agony into words, but there it is, raw and exact.
I’m sure there’s a way past the barrier. I know there is. Perhaps I’m just trying too hard.
To whoever made this you are a fucking genius my friend
why do nice girls always go for the assholes i dont even like pegging
No. Just. NO. I am so sick of this bullshit stereotype being both perpetuated AND played out. No.
Saying nice girls go with the assholes is the biggest stereotype in relationships of all time
I never get tired of this post or people that don’t know what pegging is