bugmuncherr
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Ughhhgh I can't stop thinking about those little guysHi I'm Thea !!!they/them
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bugmuncherr · 10 hours ago
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favorite word?
This is a tough thing to answer!! I like round words that are full of vowels and take up a lot of room in your mouth (adore, bouba, soothing). My all-time favorite word has to be "gentle", though. It's simple but it's the type of word that looks like its meaning, which I adore
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bugmuncherr · 19 days ago
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I’ve been drawing as long as I can remember, it’s always been something that I’ve wanted to pursue. I remember when I was younger, I learned very quickly that feeling displeased with your art was a very crucial part of getting better. At the time, I bit back envy and tried to sync my art style with others. I took and clipped and crammed everything I loved about everybody else’s art style into mine, like it would turn into something I adored. Instead my art style became this Frankenstein’s-monster-esque thing that never really felt like it was mine.
For a while I felt incredibly discouraged. “Why would anybody pursue this if all it does is make you jealous and frustrated?” And yet I still carried on creating, like we all do. I couldn’t tear myself away from it, no matter how much I would sit and tear into my creations every time I drew. But I finally realized that’s not actually what art is about. Eventually, when you get a little farther, when you fall into your groove, you feel more comfortable with your failings. Struggling to draw a certain body type or a certain angle isn’t something that makes you want to stop drawing, it makes you want to learn more. I think learning how to flourish at art means learning how to make “bad” art. You become less jealous, more inspired. You become less frustrated, more challenged.
I can’t take back what I said to myself about my art when I was thirteen, but I don’t have to carry those words with me today. I am not where I want to be with my art- and what a magical thing that is. How wonderful it is, to have room for improvement. If we weren’t going to learn more then art would very quickly become boring. That frustration is fodder- it’s what makes it so satisfying when you learn. The ultimate goal of getting more comfortable with your art is not to be perfectly happy with it at all times- it’s to use that frustration to press forward and continue to learn. Your art is never going to be exactly what you want it to be- but let yourself be proud of what it is.
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bugmuncherr · 25 days ago
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wow!
what the fuck
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bugmuncherr · 1 month ago
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Life is so hard when you’re a normal teenage girl!!!!
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bugmuncherr · 2 months ago
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“They’re literally just stars what’s the big deal?”
when they lay me down on the cold metal of the operating table in the morgue when I die, they will take a scapula and slice through tough skin to find that I am made of stardust. They will pry open my ribs, they will sift through the bones, but all they will find will be dozens and dozens of stars slowly losing their light.
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bugmuncherr · 2 months ago
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Reading articles about how to support struggling teens to try to parent myself into doing better
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bugmuncherr · 3 months ago
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Nomnomnomnomnomnom
[ID: A minute and twenty-four second long video of a black swallowtail caterpillar eating parsely while being held between the fingers of a human. End ID.]
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bugmuncherr · 3 months ago
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bugmuncherr · 5 months ago
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Toxonevra superba
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bugmuncherr · 5 months ago
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getting new kittens is fun because it’s like there are two babies in my house and it’s neat but also I have numerous biohazards on my hands and shirt
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bugmuncherr · 5 months ago
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Connecting my headphones to my computer and my phone and back again multiple times a day like they’re splitting custody
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bugmuncherr · 5 months ago
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I love the phrase “at the tender age of..”
At the tender age of seven, before I was wind-worn. Before the sun turned my skin to leather and before time has creased my eyes. At the tender age of seven, like a cicada with newly shed skin. Fragile and naive, but beautiful in its own right. What a gentle way of calling yourself new
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bugmuncherr · 6 months ago
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Camping
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I don’t hate mosquitos guys it’s just this one… just this one…
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bugmuncherr · 6 months ago
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I like when Pheidole ants do the thing with the head
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bugmuncherr · 6 months ago
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he’s my favorite thing to draw I think
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bugmuncherr · 6 months ago
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kofi comm!!
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bugmuncherr · 6 months ago
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