I've been getting notes on my old LBP fanart, which is very beautiful, but I must admit I've gotten to the point of scratching off the serial numbers a while ago.
Go or don't my scarab idc
i say this with love: yall will make yourselves feel bad about fucking anything, i swear to god. you feel bad about feeling too much. you feel bad about feeling too little. you feel bad about what makes you feel good. you feel bad about not knowing what you like. you feel bad for not being able to survive easily in a world hostile to you. you feel bad for the tactics that you use to survive. you feel bad for how you identify. you feel bad for being unique. you feel bad for experiences that you share with millions of people. you suspect that every feeling, experience, desire, fear, and question in your brain is somehow evidence that you don't deserve to exist.
i can be so so reassuring about all of these things but ultimately you are the one that's gonna have to make a conscious choice to stop measuring yourself in these ways. there is no authority who gets to determine whether you have the right to exist or not. you already do. there is no body that votes on whether you get to feel, identify, or think as you do. you already do. your existence as it is is non-negotiable. stop trying to justify yourself. you're already here. the world is going to have to deal with it anyway.
random ass doodles
I saw it in my dream/?nightmare? it all started very calm and cute, an absolutely normal dream, but ended with ??? what i draw here XD idk it looked like an old PS1 game with flying textures of white dots, maybe snow?? i felt fear for no reason
sometimes i wanna date my own creations