“Sunset over the Grocery Box,” by me. The view from my father’s front yard in January 2014.
“Sunset at the End of My Driveway (Excluding Pavements Covered With the Shite of One Million Dogs)” by me.
“Sunset from My Front Yard Taken on an iPod Touch in 2010″
“Sunset in Nov 2021 Taken in the Parking Lot of the Pharmacy”
judygemstone
“sunset from the parking lot of the diner taken on an iphone 5 in 2016”
the view across the road partially eclipsed by house, 2017
Taken from a stepladder putting up Christmas lights
-2014, front yard
“Brewing Storm on an Evening Commute”
And “Finally, no Power Lines”
-Sept. 30, 2020, passenger seat of a moving Buick
Behind a near-defunct mall in super small-town OK. HUGE rays.
Park And See The View 2020
(it took seconds to happen)
Waiting for The Pharmacy Line to Move, 2021
Outside the McDonald’s Drive-Thru Window, 2018
Sunrise in early Mars 2022 at 05:09am, Walking Home from Work
Having someone match your wit or your weirdness without hesitation is actually so fucking comforting and fun.
when god closes a door you reach your little paws under it and go mrrwwaaaooow mmreeaaow
here’s the thing about adulthood-
you will go for like three months with nothing happening and you’re bored as hell and then in the span of two weeks eight different things happen at once - some fantastic and some shitty and some just plain bonkers - and you’re just running around like a chicken with your head cut off and no clue what the fuck is going on
Mad because you don't have bird vision?
Seethe . You will never b them
welcome to my blog
blinddarkness
the sign looks like it’s walking towards me i feel threatened
Like this?
actually what the christ
Don’t worry! Once it catches you it won’t have to be blank anymore
THIS IS AN IMPORTANT ONE! Don’t ignore this in your writing!
ohh…
opens box that reads "i wanna draw again". inside lies a note. the note says, "mental illness and difficult circumstances have taken years of interest, accessibility, and skill away from me. i want to forgive myself for that. i want to heal my relationship to my hobbies. i want to feel connected to something that once made me feel good, but the cyclic discouragement is difficult to overcome." i turn over the note. on the back it reads "wannta drawe sexy bodies awooga"
bazzy eating Forbiddem Papers
wen u taste that sweet sweet carboarb
self care is writing a fic that you’re literally the sole target audience for
