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skeletonsgeorg · 22 hours
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"Don't take it personally. Primes are built that way." "I've never seen Prime laugh, cry, or lose his cool."
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ridstler · 23 hours
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after all we're all dead meat
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platt-tito · 2 days
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Just a lil vent art 🐌
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cursedluver · 2 days
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image id: sketchbook scan of a page of hand-drawn pink bubble letters that say “do i deserve the comfort i crave? if i do, where do i go to find it? i just want to cry”
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traumatizeddfox · 21 hours
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i am both the predator and the prey
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tarnussy · 2 days
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hollowsart · 1 day
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The (Mis)Adventures of some weird ghost thing
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smol-lucy · 2 days
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reikacchan · 1 year
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don't give up
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purrsongs · 4 months
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on colors and being different and not being enough for yourself
(please reblog instead of liking)
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molabuddy · 10 months
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a little personal response / tribute to "here's the life i've always longed for" by Anna Haifisch. the original means so much to me, and even though it's hard, I feel like every day i'm making more steps toward finally being on the other side of that fence <:)
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cupcakeshakesnake · 10 months
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It took me too long to realize that not all the world is my enemy
[ID: A comic done mostly in black and white. A hound with a broken chain around its neck flees a cage and runs into two reaching hands. The hound bites one hand, drawing blood. Narration says, "When I fled my cage / I bit the hands that took me in / Because the only hand I'd ever known / was a bad one."
The hands, now with fresh bite marks, still reach out gently to the hound. ""We're not him." they said / and I knew what they meant / but I didn't understand."
Floating in white space: "Now I understand / but the damage is done."
A person enters a door, rolling a suitcase, saying "Hi" to two people on a couch, who look up from their newspapers and phones to say "Hey" and "Hi" back. The shadow of the person who entered the room stretches out before them-- a hound's, not a person's. Narration: "I'm so sorry / I couldn't help it / I couldn't help myself."
We see the hands of the people on the couch. Both have faded bite marks on them. "I was so blind, I forgot / that not all hands are made of iron." End ID]
(ID by @princess-of-purple-prose)
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hel7l7 · 2 months
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bethfuller · 1 year
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repetitive strain injury
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zer0ghostz · 15 days
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idk waht to write for this one,
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tapeworrmart · 5 months
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Filling a hole
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