“ You’ve felt it, haven’t you? Those feelings that seem to get so big in your chest, like something is so beautiful it aches?
— Heather Anastasiu (via ozlemhaluk)
— Heather Anastasiu (via ozlemhaluk)
I made this Grumpy Cat matryoshka doll(s?) for my friend Deanna Rooney for her birthday.
Friendships should never stress you out. That’s not a friendship, thats you just tolerating somebody. Don’t do that to yourself. Don’t just have people you “tolerate” in your life. Surround yourself with actual friends. Motherfuckers you know who will always have your back, not stress you out, give a shit about your life, and gives you that slight kick in the ass in the right direction when you stray off a little. Don’t befriend somebody just because they’re nice to you. Nice people are capable of being really shitty friends. If you can get into a fight with them and wake up the next morning with a text from them saying, “hey dickhead, lets do lunch?” Thats a friend. A friend who acknowledges that you were a dickhole but still wants to grab lunch with you anyways and vice versa. Friendships are essential to your growth as a human. Don’t stunt that growth by settling for anything less.
“I’m proud of you.”
New one!!
[adult swim] The Dark Knight Rises Blu-Ray release
Hope you dig it!
(Repost- for real this time. This one works!)
PRINTS (FINALLY!) AVAILABLE - $58
I’ve finally gotten around to making 13 prints available from my ongoing series, Disappointed People Holding on to Guardrails. They are archival-quality matte finish prints, 24” x 36” (the same size as the original paintings), and will be hand-signed and titled by yours truly.
I want them all. Damn you and such.
Why not say what you really mean? You’ve been given a convenient amount of time in your life to be bored and you so happen to stumble across my number, a blog post, or a facebook status that was mine and thought to yourself, “well, she can take up some of this free time, let me text her i miss you.” That’s fine. It’s not a fucking Jane Austen film adaption up in this bitch, but you know what, you’re being honest. Because telling me you miss me would probably end up pissing me off since you just tweeted something seconds right after me. Doesn’t take much effort to ‘@’ someone you supposedly miss.
I understand the gesture you were going for. We probably haven’t talked because something went array in our friendship or we’re both just equally busy and you wanted to write something nice. Or you forgot i existed until i “liked” something on your social platform. Whatever the case may be, give me enough credit to not bullshit me. You don’t miss me. You can’t miss someone that you haven’t even tried to have around long enough TO miss in the first place.
A writer for the new york times interviewed a series of people who had survived jumping off the golden gate bridge. Every person she interviewed admitted that about two thirds of the way down, they realized that every seemingly meaningless problem that caused them to jump was fixable.
Every single one.
