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private drawings such as sketches, portraits and various handmade drawings. Due to the fact that it is not possible to hide folders, I decided to use this form of collecting my works
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Fortune telling
20 years ago I watched the Teen Titans Episode “How Long is Forever.” 20 years ago I surmised that if I lost my connection to the friends I had I would probably retreat into myself and in turn loath humanity and human society. 20 years ago I had no idea that 20 years later that’s the exact position I would be in. Despising humans. Retreating into myself. Constantly hiding in the shadows, in forests, in empty buildings for fear of being seen. Falling back into my more animalistic ways because I hate the humanity that I’m trapped with. Silently hoping in the back of my head that Russia would just push the stupid giant red button already so WWIII could start and we could all die. I feel like I’m on the cusp of becoming a Batman villain. But I’m serious: humans fucking suck. They’re constantly at each other’s throats for no fucking reason, Berating one another over every simple sniveling thing! “Don’t use plastic! It’s bad for the environment!” “Don’t use cardboard or paper, its made out of trees and is bad for the environment!” “How dare you inject your baby with all these chemicals!” “How dare you not give your baby the flu vaccine, you’re trying to kill us all!” “Don’t even think about not taking your dog to the vet for a small cut! You’re a monster! Your dog should be taken away!” “Don’t let your dog play out in the snow!” “How dare you have your dog locked up inside all the time! He has fur! Snow is fun!” “You’re a horrible person for using an e collar.” “You’re a horrible person for not using an e collar!” “You should be making real food and using raw ingredients.” “Don’t you know that the farms that grow that stuff is ruining the planet?!” “Shame on you for raising your own animals for meat, they have feelings and don’t want to be killed,” “You need to raise your own food and not buy from these factory farms.” “You were inspired to draw something when you saw someone else’s art? Art theft! You need to burn in hell!” “Why didn’t you give credit to the photographer of the photos you used for reference, hmm? You trying to steel credit?” “Using references isn’t real artistry.” “You should use references because it ensures accuracy.” “Fuck you for being a liberal.” “Fuck you for being a conservative.” “Fuck you for not publicly picking a side!” Shut. The. Fuck. Up. I’m fucking sick of hearing all of it! And this is all I hear! All day, every day from every angle! Just Shut up! For Christs sake! Humans think, what, just because of their ~BiG BrAiNs~ or some bullshit that all of a sudden theyre the hottest shits on the planet. And now they hold power over everything and can SAVE THE WORLD! Well, hate to break it to you but we’re still animals. And the only thing that BiG BrAiN ever did was make you forget your place and give you a Savior Complex. Humans have lost their instincts, they’ve lost their knowledge of how to use all 5 senses, and they’ve completely lost the plot on their own existence. This whole BiG BrAiN bullshit has only made society so convoluted and complex that only a select few can make it, and anyone who can’t or that can see that the whole rat race is stupid and refuse to participate, the ones that don’t fit in this nice little box of “normalcy” are deemed mentally unfit and locked away, drugged up so heavily that they can’t even think. Labeled “psychotic” and “dangerous” and made to sleep for 20 hours a day. I say this from experience, that kind of life—it’s better to be shot dead. I wish I had been shot dead.
Advent (Artvent) Calendar
Because I am me and can’t seem to stop giving myself projects, I have picked up a sort of Inktober sort of project. However, since it is NOT October, I will not be working in ink, and I’m starting in the middle of the month, I am turning it into an Art Advent Calendar! (Not Christmas related though because I only thought of this idea now.) Also, there will be 31 prompts instead of just 25 because screw you I make the rules. I have compiled a list of prompts, one for every day this month, and will attempt to post one drawing per day (ish) until they have all been drawn. First however, some rules: These drawings will be done in graphite. So no color. Because it’s not an actual Inktober I just took a bunch of themed prompts that I found while randomly browsing that looked interesting and popped them on a list. Yes I know it’s supposed to be a challenge of sorts, but I’m doing this my way. All of these will be TT related or involve characters from the TT Universe. This is just to give me some guidelines. If I choose to do this again I might use a different property. I’ll probably be better at posting to my Instagram, because it’s simply easier to do daily uploads there, but I will try to post them here too—they just might not be by day.However they will all still be labeled with Which day they are. That’s it! Hope this goes well, I guess…! 🤞🏻
Panic
I can’t keep living like this… Two weeks, never-ending panic attacks…It feels like being constantly kicked into a boiling pot of water. Or a burning building. I have no choice in the matter. I’m forced to go in. Any argument, any complaint, any attempt to fight back, I am punished for it. Anger results in punishment. Crying results in punishment. Talking results in punishment. Being seen results in punishment. Making any noise at all results in punishment. Is it any wonder that I’ve become reactive.
Run Away
I hate people. I really do. I hate being forced to live and interact with humans. I hate being expected to communicate on a deeper level because I have cognitive thought. I hate being misunderstood—not even in an emo way, in a “I am saying this in the clearest way I can and yet you still don’t get the picture,” way. The more I try to explain the less understood I am. I feel on one hand I’m expected to just shut down and let everyone do whatever they want to me—believe whatever they want. Because clearly no one is going to listen when I tell them to stop anyway. Yet somehow, when I do this, I’m still the asshole. I want to run away. Live in the woods. Just let me become a cryptid and die in peace. But even then I have people saying, “oh but let me come with you.” You don’t get it! You’re missing the whole point! I don’t want to communicate with anyone ever again, so having a phone or someone there with me defeats the entire purpose! But then I’m the asshole for not wanting to communicate with anyone and cutting everyone off because no one is listening to what I say anyway…! If I try to say things delicately I am constantly misunderstood. If I’m blunt and clear I’m a bitch AND my words are taken out of context and misunderstood. I can’t win, so why even try. . .. … …. …. Seriously, why even try…
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Awww! I so sorry to 'bout Skunk!