god is dead!! and no one cares!! if there is a hell!!!!! i’ll see u there!!!

all I know is I’ve always carried a more masculine energy, or I’ve filled a more masculine role in people’s lives, my entire life. women have fallen for me, men have been jealous of me or tried to compete with me. my parents treat me more as a son, even if they don’t realize it, than a daughter. people come to me for advice and a level head because I rarely express my emotions, and I’ve been described as an exceedingly private person.

I have a heart etched in stone and a set and heavy brow. I don’t feel much and when I do I know it’s a consequence more of biology than the yearnings of the soul. and yet, I still feel obliged by others to present femininely, to be appear a daughter, a girlfriend, a sister, even though my niche is that of a son, a boyfriend, a brother. it’s a dissonance between what I know to be true, what exists in the space, and what others believe to be true, what is perceived.

Surgical Instruments

a mock-up for a criterion released “American Psycho” (Harron, 2000) 

not a psyche major but it’d be neat to do a retrospective study on how many of the US presidents exhibited sociopathic tendencies. can name like six right off the bat

Clone high is good😎👍

I need to watch it more but for some reason I drew jfk out of the blue lol

HAPPY37…!

Here's the inked base sketch of my drawing, and the pics I used for a reference!

Dick Dale

Iggy Pop & Debbie Harry, NYC 1990, by Timothy White

i really gave in and started drawing this fool

i hate it here i hate it here i am a grown ass adult. i am a grown ass SCIENTIST who gets PAID to work in a LAB, and i am here, simping over a cartoon rendition of jfk from the early 2000s. what the fuck. i am embarrassed.