I think I’ve been doing too much ridiculous, or just enough or something, but the end conclusion is that I am screaming inside to paint something really horrific.
(via glittertomb)
This is totally going to be a thing.
So last night I woke up with a nosebleed, only I didn’t realize it at the time, so I just kind of sniffled into my sleeve and went back to sleep. So now there’s blood caked into the sleeve of the tshirt I slept in, and in my pillow case.
My intestines also seem on the verge of rebellion.
all that aside, I’m looking forward to drawing swim doodles at lunch today.
All those images for swim Londo and now I’m just ‘alien swimwear? :D’
Or aliens in human swimwear. I’m okay with G'Kar in palm tree swimtrunks.
Philip Jackson. 1944.
Winner of National Peace Sculpture Competition,
Manchester City Council, 1987.
Elected Fellow Royal Society of British Sculptors.Beautiful
~ DLK
(via postapocalypticfashion)
Steven Universe episode 1:
Steven eats a cat-shaped ice cream treat and sings a song
Steven Universe episode 50:
Steven contemplates ending his purest friendship to spare her from all the pain, destruction, heartbreak, danger and loss he's rapidly realizing is going to become commonplace for him, and sings a song.
I’m really happy I can have conversations in which middle aged aliens fight over a rubber duck.
