He/she/they/ | 17 y.o. | Artist | Rus/eng | tg: srivnyinerv
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Olezhatheduckhehe - Sosiski - Tumblr Blog
Hello, I would be grateful if you could help me and my children to save our lives from this war and the danger of death. We lost my husband in this damned war and no one is helping me. Please help me by donating and participating so that we can escape out of Gaza to safety.
https://gofund.me/e7318ffe
Unfortunately, this website doesn't accept my country's currency :(((
Day 7 — festival/beach
Posting this after going to the beach
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Day 6 — rings/anniversary
I kinda like the way it turned out
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Day 5 — food/sleep
I'm having a breakdown, but still gotta post
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Day 4 — reunion/cursed
Posting this from a train, the Internet here sucks 💔💔
I didn't know what to put on a background 😔
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Day 3 — music/flowers
Idk what to put here
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Day 2 — animals/field trip
The dog was peeing, the dog was pooping, the dog sat down and started crying (lyrics from a song(I'm sorry I didn't know what else to put here 😭😭))
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Day 1 — official art/redraw
This one is my least favorite 😔😔
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This is the most epic thing I've ever made in my life
Hagemon t-shirts weren't enough for them, so they decided to return to monke
tw: medical stitches, mild blood
Day 2: despair | hurt/comfort
Song: ghost and pals - honey I'm home
Day 1: first meeting/dance
Yayy congrats with kamukoma week
I forgot about having a tumblr sorry 😔😔😔
Fanart I made for my birthday teehee (09.06)
LOOK AT MY BESTIE'S ARTWORKS AAAAAHH
watercolor Idia part 2
This gif perfectly encapsulates what I love about Tome. All girls have been this gif. Like remember having undiagnosed mental issues and your family makes you go on an outing that should be fun but you’re just pissed off constantly because youre a 14 year old girl? Tome gets it.
Like YOU’RE GOING SOMEWHERE TO DO SOMETHING THAT SPECIFICALLY PERTAINS TO YOUR INTERESTS. But youre a 14 year old girl and nobody will ever take you seriously and you’ve just got this pit of hopelessness in your stomach despite the fact that nothing is technically wrong
so even though youre on an outing planned for you you can’t shake the feeling that everyone is just making fun of you for being so upset over seemingly nothing. These are your friends and family, you deep down they wouldnt do that, but why else would they go out of their way?
They certainly wouldn’t do it for you, right? I mean nothing’s even technically wrong. You’re just being a crybaby and they all must think youre just being a dramatic teenage girl. And you are and you know that you are so why can’t you just get over it and be normal?
And when you finally can’t take the pain that’s screaming in your chest because everything feels wrong wrong and everything is going wrong and everything is wrong wrong wrong you can’t help but cry. And you’re embarrassed and you’re furious and you’re supposed to be mature and you’re supposed to not care but you cry.
Crying feels worse than the growing internal discomfort did because now everyone is looking at you. They’re staring in uncomfortable suprise at what you’re sure is the most unsuprising sight in the world - a 14 year old girl crying. You want to go home but you can’t. You’re 14. You can’t do anything on your own.
You react to the terrifying ordeal of being reacted to the only way you know how - with anger. You monologue through hot tears and sobs and snot how you didn’t even wanna be here and how you just *know* everyone is just doing this to make fun of you and how they should just go on ahead and leave you wherever you are (you know this can’t happen. They wouldn’t leave a 14 year old girl somewhere unfamiliar on her own) and something in you hopes that they’ll yell back, that they’ll treat you like you’re irrational and make you feel justified in your anger.
…But that doesn’t happen. The silence persists but you realize that it’s more contemplative than judgemental. They’re not afraid of you, though you think they should be. Rather than letting them say something sentimental about caring and being concerned or any sappy bullshit that will only serve to make you cry more, you wipe your face on your sleeve continue on your journey.
The day gets better. After everyone gathers that no, you don’t wanna talk about it, it almost feels like nothing happened to begin with- besides the slight exhaustion you feel every time you blink and the intense stress sweat you choose to blame on anything else.
By the time you get home, the day is mentally logged as a good day. You decide - albeit tentatively - that maybe you’re going to be ok. Maybe you won’t be a 14 year old girl forever.
You go to bed and have the best sleep you’ve had in months.
I've been inactive for a while here
Collaboration with my best friend @solitidel
I'm crying shLkzgxozhakKsi
Everyone adores you- at least I do~
Sad to see the end of my favorite ever animanga, but more happy with the ways it has affected my life, my art, and my friendships. Happy last Wawa Wednesday mobbers
God knows how much i love akiangel
