i keep finding good music with ai generated album covers and it actually like hurts me. you're a musician. you're an artist. you spend i assume hours and hours poring over a single track, come out with something you're proud of and then dont have the braincells to stop yourself from making an ai album cover. you won't hire someone or make some photobashed shit in canva out of copyright free images or something. have you no sense of dignity. no sense of comradery as a creative type. you could make a crayon drawing and take a picture in shit lighting with your phone and it would be infinitely more charming than the ai art. youre ugly youre disgusting im gonna kill you give me 500 dollars
This is my discomfort character I want to see them in unimaginable pain
bones and all
if you want to protect kids you have to come to terms with the fact that it's just expected that kids will experience a baseline level of gaslighting every day of their lives. children are just straight-up not trusted as narrators of their own lives and experiences, and it's taken for granted that nothing they say will be true without the verification of an adult. of fucking course kids are so vulnerable. who is gonna believe them.
Love it when tumblr users display the strangest anon hate they've gotten on their banner. It's like a deer's head mounted on the wall but the deer also calls you a slur
Sometimes I wonder if my massive, unnamed project will go famous one day. (This is also why I don't name it here on my personal blog)
Cause like... people are gonna want to see my giant 400 page journal that I've filled just about every inch of with notes on its development. I know that cause I wanna see other artists 400 page notebooks.
I'm just worried about that one cause there's "why do I keep going anymore" mixed with notes about the Clinton Administration.
Either I have incredible foresight, or I'm severely, timidly, overestimating my capabilities.
Steve that gets quiet when he's comfortable with someone
It freaks Robin out the first couple times when she realized she'd been ranting for like an hour and he hadn't said a word but after some reassurance and him asking questions showing he was listening she realizes it's just a part of him
Eddie has spilled every errant thought and idea about his next campaign before he realizes Steve has just been sitting there the entire time he tells Steve to "just tell him to shut up next time no hard feeling" Steve just offers a besotted "I like listening to you talk"
transgender snacks
The jorts. They are complete.
now seems like a good time to remind my fellow alt kids out there that you do NOT wear your political patches on your back.
wear them on the front. that way if someone disagrees and decides to get violent about it, they’re less likely to sneak up on you and catch you off-guard. stay safe.
My brain works like this