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New klance who dis

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playing around with filters~~

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You can't imagine how random I am...

LIKE, last night I was sitting drawing a full art and for the sake of being able to do it, I was very tired, I can't draw for a long time because of my sore arm, but I painted so much that I COULDN'T FEEL MY HAND, but I was SO inspired and I decide that I'll take a break from drawing with ANOTHER KIND OF DRAWING

DO YOU FEEL THE ABSENCE OF BRAIN CELLS?

but thanks to this, I drew a small, very crooked animation with Grimmchild, I think I might finish it someday! I LIKE IT, so it's possible that I'll come back to this one day.

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mspaint comm for @orenjello

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How many times is he gonna behead himself?

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🌟 A Plea from Gaza: Rola’s Story 🌟

Hello, my name is Rola, and I am a mother of two children living in the Gaza Strip. Our lives were once filled with love, laughter, and dreams for the future. But everything changed on October 7th, when the war shattered not only our home but our entire world.

That morning, my family and I were enjoying coffee together on the balcony. Out of nowhere, an explosion erupted, shaking our home violently. My husband and son ran for cover, falling over each other in panic, while I stood frozen, still holding my cup, unable to process the chaos around me. When I looked out the window, I saw that our neighbor’s house, once filled with life, had been reduced to rubble. Ambulances rushed to the scene as people scrambled to rescue the injured and pull bodies from the debris.

The bombings didn’t stop. At night, the rain poured heavily, and the cold seeped into our bones. I stayed awake, covering my children to keep them warm and praying for their safety. But safety is an illusion here. Another explosion shattered the night, and our neighbors’ home was destroyed. Their children, who had been sleeping peacefully under a blanket, were found lifeless, their cover soaked in blood.

I looked at my children with tears in my eyes and thought, How can I protect you? We had to flee our home with nothing but the clothes on our backs. We left behind my children’s toys, their clothes, and their beautiful bedroom. Everything we had worked so hard to build is gone.

Our Current Reality Now, we are displaced and living in a nightmare. Food is scarce, and prices are unimaginably high—$10 for a kilo of sugar! The fear of death hangs over us constantly. My children deserve a life of joy and hope, not one defined by fear and loss. Why can’t we live like everyone else—go to work, visit family, and watch our children play in safety? Why do our children have to grow up surrounded by death and destruction?

How You Can Help I am pleading for your kindness to help us rebuild our lives. We need your support to: 💔 Rebuild our home, so my children can feel safe again. 🌍 Evacuate from Gaza, seeking a future where my family can live with dignity. 🩺 Provide urgent medical care for my children, who need protection from this nightmare.

Even the smallest donation can make a difference. If you can’t donate, please share my story. Every share brings us closer to hope.

What Your Support Means Your kindness is not just about helping us survive; it’s about giving us a chance to dream again. To rebuild what we’ve lost and to ensure my children have a future filled with possibilities, not fear.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Your support means the world to us. Let’s work together to rebuild hope, one step at a time.

🌸 Please share our story and consider donating today. 🌸

Together, we can create a better tomorrow. 🌍❤️

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idk what im doing with the colors im trying to figure stuff out

Recreation of a drawing i made a few years ago and i still dont like it that much :/ posting it anyway tho!!

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basically petey is the frame of reference for all of innie mark's behaviour and gemma is the frame of reference for all of outie mark's behaviour. both version of his self have dead wives haunting the narrative that either propel him to action or depress him into inaction. in both cases he is repressing his grief but at the same time that grief is what's fuelling his curiosity & rebelliousness. and they cross over as well: outie mark meets petey and finally begins to look into how his innie is treated and WHAT lumon is up to, and innie mark finds out ms casey is his outie's wife and is committed to getting her out of the severed floor. mark's relationship with himself is definitely unbalanced but his innie and outie have so much in common that they don't even realise. they're both driven by love!!! innie mark has one advantage that outie mark doesn't have which is HELLY. and helly says "im not your petey," directly drawing attention to the fact that mark's need for companionship is a hole left by petey, and helly is the one that wakes him up to literal revolution, in a way that outie mark doesn't even come close to UNTIL. he is sure that gemma might be alive. isn't that crazy. he really is a character defined by love because forgive me for quoting that stupid marvel show but literally what is grief if not love persevering!!!

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You said that since she died, every day felt like a year. That you felt like you were choking on her ghost.

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innie mark is gonna have to watch himself watch petey die and do nothing about it because he doesn’t know him. outie mark is gonna have to watch himself talk to his wife for hours and do nothing about it because he doesn’t know her. mark is gonna feel the love for his wife and the love for helly at the same time. two different people inhabiting one brain. i’m so sick

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alcoholic woman ar so fun

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some jayvik sillies

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An hour of enrichment a day keeps your pet house tamed for a while