#can you tell I should be studying?

[whats-another-song-contest]

Look, eurovision season has started. National finals are in full swing, lots of songs competing, and you're worrying about your favourites making it through to the grand international compétition. We've all been there. We know the symptoms: the epic highs and lows, the screaming and the crying, the euphorias and the sallads. Tired days, evenings spent watching three streams in tandem while frantically searching for a viable link to the fourth, and the sleepless nights after people inevitably select the wrong damn song.

But worry no more!

Introducing: Fall Asleep to Mello! When all hope of respite seems lost, put your faith in points announcements from the Melodifestivalen archives, spliced together for your viewing pleasure into a 6-hour voting bonanza! We welcome you to voting purgatory, where there are no winners and no losers, just people perpetually caught in some of the longest moments of their lives—now available Worldwide. Enjoy the maths, awkward moments and muppet-worthy language by streaming for free today on SVT Play!

[ballnutty]

satine and that idiot ginger sister of hers

[finalgirlsamwinchester]

guy who so desperately tries to find god. who wants to have faith in a higher authority to guide him out of the hole he's in. from the weight of guilt from simply existing, as the person he is. but every time he thinks he's answered his higher calling it turns out he's made the Morally Incorrect choice and his path to goodness and holiness was the road to the devil all along

[braisedhoney]

Draw your favorite ghost! Mine's Ember.

“That would be me. Surprise.”

(ayyy flaming hair favs club :D)

[ohitslen]

College (uni??) AU catering to my own interests as it should always be hehe :)

[scentofpines]

i got an email today from my uni that was sent to all students from the faculty i'm in and it's a job offer for a project from the uni's school museum where they catalogue and analyze old school note/exercise books from 1820-1950s and...idk i should probably apply right??? They're not even asking for a CV (mine would be empty), how often do you get that lmao. And it's only 6 hours a week, starting this October and the project is supposed to last 3 months and there is a possibilty of the museum hiring you for longer. And i mean, if it sucks i guess i can push through the 3 months? should i do it ahhhh my panic brain is screaming but it's not often that there is a job offer that is that nice

[corvid-language-library]

Just retrieved my sketch book and reminded myself there was a time where I did draw every day and I kinda enjoyed it even though I was just copying stuff from Youtube tutorials and then I think I got overwhelmed with too much "if you want to get BETTER you HAVE to do ALL THESE THINGS you HAVE to DRAW EVERY DAY and you have to PRACTICE DRAWING BASIC SHAPES and you HAVE TO THINK ABOUT SHADING" and EVERYTHING YOU DO LOOKS BAD BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT FOLLOWING THESE EXACT SPECIFIC TIPS" and idk I feel like those kind of tips also ruined writing for me and idk maybe if I'd just kept up doing silly little Youtube tutorials I'd be able to draw a cartoon cat without having to look at a reference by now which isn't exactly what I want to do but it would be something?

[n4rval]

i kinda suck at this college thing

[cashweasel]

🥬🥬

[faithfromanewperspective]

the more I stare at this map of australia the more our almost-megacities make no fucking sense

[admiral-arelami]

The Bonfire of the Thrawnities

When Thrawn critics go all medieval on your ass.

[devi1sange1]

I know this fandom is doomed because people will look you in the eyes or reply to your comment and say that we don’t know that lightsingers are associated with light or singing.

[shadovvheart]

Ok for some reason I'm starting to see more and more art that looks photorealistic af - sometimes with timelapse videos - only to go to the artist's blog and realise that they just take a photo, apply filters, and paint over it. It's so obvious too when you compare it to a few works where they actually painted themselves from scratch, the difference in quality is really visible, and I'm not talking like "drawing you made from imagination versus drawing you made with a reference" different, I'm talking "there's no way these two drawings are made by the same person" different.

It's also crazy that painting progress videos aren't actually proof of anything either. People just manipulate that shit. I've seen videos deconstructing these, the fake artists just paint over the photo, then erase certain parts and reverse the process to make it look legit 🤨

And btw painting over a reference is a legit way of making a drawing, however controversial it might be, but if you do it, you have to disclose your painting method and give credit to photos used, not pretend you just made it from scratch.

[faaun]

the forest looks like heaven today i woke up feeling the heaviest weight at the top of my heart

[katierosefun]

no one asked, but my favorite study technique is truly the pomodoro method and i also really adore putting on minecraft lofi mixes in the background. it's fine. everything is so chill. calm down. you are suddenly a 13 year old again, playing minecraft after school and exploring mines with your kid siblings and life is going to be okay

[in---earnest]

What For?

I study. I study for my future. I study for my parents. For myself.

I study. And I study decently well. I work hard. And I bear the fruits of it.

I study. And I read. And I sketch and write and work and apply and am rejected and apply again. And what is it for?

It’s not for my parents. It’s sort of for me. But it’s mostly for my future.

I have a fantasy. It is not realistic, as most fantasies are. But oh, I have a fantasy, and it is one that I will be punished for voicing.

I fantasise that one day I will meet a girl. A girl with honest eyes, a girl with a genuine smile. Whose hair I could run my hands through. Whose waist I could put my arm around. Whose weight I could sink into. Whose words I could wrap around me, a comforting weight.

My fantasy is simple. To be somewhere, somewhere, somewhere I can say I love a girl and know I can have a future with her. Somewhere, somehow, sometime, I can spend my life with her. Or a few months. Or a few years. The luxury of loving who I want to love. Is that such a terrible amount to ask?

Why do you demonise me? Why do you tell me I should be grateful? Should I be fucking grateful that I have told all of five people and only two have kept my dignity? Should I be fucking grateful that I’m not a criminal as of five years ago? Should I fall to my knees and pathetically plead for you to give me rights, give me respect, give me a promise?

Give me a promise; one that you won’t break, won’t go back on, won’t consider unreasonable?

I must fight to exist! I am told that my living body is enough of a blessing, when I can never breathe a word of my desires. I am told my alternatives are some sort of concession on your part.

What harm am I doing to your precious democracy, your caricature of diversity, your farce of a progressive agenda? What harm does it do to you, every minute I die inside because I know I may likely marry someone I will never want to touch.

What is it? Tell me.

What does it feel like?

Is it a knife in your back, poison in your veins, a slit through your throat? Because you know as well as I do, your sadism knows no bounds. My people. Your people. The people who have turned and will turn on you. They met their ends the very same way, correct? You let them meet their ends in the very same way.

You acknowledge our existence only to call us a problem. A box of knickknacks in your attic. They’ll look nice on display, don’t you think? Oh dear, they’re so dirty with dust, coated with cobwebs, disgusting, disgusting, disgusting. A problem for another day, don’t you think? A problem for another lifetime.

Oh yes, you think i’m a problem. Of course, you think i’m a problem.