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janemba:

mamacita struggles

life goals

Booty had me like….

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willlaren:

"Leaf Pile Mermaid"

willlaren:

"Leaf Pile Mermaid"

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Today in unf.

Today in unf.

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stresscomic:

Zeus club.

stresscomic:

Zeus club.

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maritzalugo:

I feel popular. 

That time broadcity gave maritzalugo big ups.

maritzalugo:

I feel popular.

That time broadcity gave maritzalugo big ups.
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deep-dark-fears:

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My friend Caitlin broke my heart with her review of The Breakfast Club.

Pour cement on your heart.

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bensears:

last month I tried drawing a different robot suit every day. i only got 12 days finished because real life/jobs took up all of my time. here are those twelve days.

bensears:

last month I tried drawing a different robot suit every day. i only got 12 days finished because real life/jobs took up all of my time. here are those twelve days.

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alexiswinter:

Self-Portrait ProjectWeek Fifty: Ninten-Doe.

alexiswinter:

Self-Portrait Project
Week Fifty: Ninten-Doe.

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When did we become so small and so apologetic? Why do we apologize for our humanity? Love what you love, and make no apologies. This is your identity. The most horrendous suspensions of freedom are self-imposed. We imprison ourselves daily, hourly.

We have one life, one shot at all the glorious things of life, and we walk about constricted, apologetic, afraid. We have so little time; we have so little space upon which to spread our love and our talents and our kindness. Run toward life fulsomely and freely.

It runs from us so quickly, like a frightened dog or youth or daylight. Chase it and care for it.

Of course art should be about something big. Something terribly big must be at stake. I don’t see this anymore. Our art is becoming terribly polite and apologetic, much like us. It slinks away like a sagging breast, empty of milk or promise or comfort.

We need to get very fervent again. We need to get jacked up.

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— Tennessee Williams (via notebookings)

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The Teenage Guide To Popularity

This weekend, promnightband had the honour of playing the fifth ::distractions:: ::distortions:: alongside a shit ton of great acts. The full line-up:

Friday: Will Wholesome, Mr. Ma’am, Strawberry Jacuzzi, Spaces of Disappearance, The Rubs, Rat Hammer, Shiloh, Bleach Party, Hollow Mountain, Bad Bad Meow, Uh Bones, Swimsuit Addition, Post Child, Absolutely Not, The Lemons

Saturday: Michael Martello, Space Blood, Heroin Chic, Le Tour, Prom Night, Toofunchild, Kangaroo, Vaya, She Speaks In Tongues, MTV Ghosts, Peekaboos, Flesh Panthers, Bring Your Ray Gun, Sister Crystals, Yawn

If you have even a passing interest in music, you should hunt all of these bands down - Chicago has a ton of talented fuckers, this is the tip of a gigantic iceberg.

As I was asked to tweet for the event, I was there for every single act. I got pictures of all bar one. I talked to, hugged and high fived so many people. It was a huge buzz and really made me feel connected.

Last night, the music-related fun kept rolling. My second band Dayman are currently working on an EP. Our frontman got to hear my keyboard parts for the first time, he seemed stoked which was another huge buzz. He laid down his vocals so we’re about ready to mix. Between this and the Prom Night EP, May/June will rule.

Music is definitely the one area of my life that is going from strength to strength. Both bands are already writing new material, and it all sounds stronger and weirder and more varied.

Work on the other hand, ugh. I am going from billed project to billed project with lots of overlap, causing projects to suffer. They’re giving me no downtime and the cracks are showing. It sucks that I own my stupid place, I have no choice but to take these kinds of jobs - jobs where the satisfaction pales drastically compared to my musical efforts.

And then my love life. It’s basically DOA.

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I would like to use this please.

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