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Inner Rage Because we can't always let it out, so it just grows and grows until it consumes us.

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Happy almost New Year! Here's to many more belly rubs to come! 🎉🎆🎇 Based on this photo of my first born

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when your pet comes to you from another room, the preceding moments meant that they were alone somewhere and thought about YOU, an animal brain literally thought about you and came to you to see what you were doing. that’s love, unconditional.

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More art inspired by my recent trip to Europe. This one is based on the drowned church tower I saw in Italy. The village of Curon was flooded to create a hydroelectric plant in the 1950's and this tower is all that remains.

Closeup of the cats~

Here's a sneak peek of how I painted this. The full hours long video process will be DMed on my Patreon on Sept 5

The photo I took, it was raining so I did it really quick, you can even see my finger in the corner trying to cover the camera lol

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YOU THERE

HALT !!!

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Inner Child The older I get, the more I keep my inner child locked inside. I used to talk more about my past, about my dysfunctional family and how they've hurt me. But these days I feel pressured to be positive, to only paint happy things because the world is sad enough already.

Since being diagnosed with CPTSD, I've gotten therapy and it has helped a lot. But that doesn't stop the nightmares from happening and there are days when I can't do anything but cry. I used to draw myself strangling my younger self, but it never dies. There will always be a part of me that longs for a happy family, for parents that love me. Maybe one day I'll learn to co-exist with that part of myself.

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POV: Your Master's thesis on the quantum mechanics of space cat is due in an hour but it's also nap time. 

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To my writers~

I see this all the time, so I’m here to remind you that your writing IS in fact worth it. YOU are worth it. Your STORIES are worth it. Your writing deserves love and you ARE good enough.

I know — we tend to be our own biggest critics. It’s a million times easier to doubt our own abilities than it is to boast about the things we’ve actually accomplished, but you’ve gotta cut yourself some slack.

We’re all equal here. Don’t you for a second think you’re not good enough to be considered a “worthy” writer. It’s not about skill. Just love for storytelling

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Baby gator in a moment of bliss

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❄Let it snow❄

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In Iceland

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feed the angel he’s hungry 🍕🤤

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Actually life is beautiful because the sound I make while trying to breathe around hot food sounds like my dog trying to eat an apple. When I yawn my cat tries to put his face in my mouth like a little dentist man and when he yawns I put my finger in his obligate-carnivore trapzone and we both know he will not hurt me. When I do not fold my clothes, they do not hold it against me.

I am demonstrably sad, and lonely, and full of fear. But there are other people who will hold my hand, who will point out the hawk overhead, who will give you That Look in a public place. The other day at a coffee shop a child said "look! It's snowing!" so all of us strangers went to go look out the windows. It wasn't the first snow and it won't be the last but wasn't it lovely, like that?

How wonderful to live in a world where birds and frogs both say beep! How wonderful to have an ocean of beautiful sharks with their dinosaur teeth! How wonderful the moon and her changing face, how wonderful the bees and their dancing to communicate, how wonderful shrimp and their forbidden layers of vision! How wonderful, you, and what you will give the world! The way we love things enough to spend entire blogs devoted to them? How people will let me explain my Pokemon team to them? How we will both jump at the scare in the movie, how we laugh so loudly, how it feels to give someone your baking? How wonderful to be alive. I am sorry for forgetting.

This is the process of getting better. With wonderful people and wonderful strangers and wonderful friends: I am getting better, slowly. Thank you, whoever you are. In some way, you've been wonderful, and left a wonderful place in the world to ripple out to me. In some small way - isn't it beautiful - I promise, you've been helping.