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Fuck off Eli you melon-bum

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sweetrevcnge:

bandit has her own little desk, oh my heart (from the zine)

sweetrevcnge:

bandit has her own little desk, oh my heart
(from the zine)

fabien-mense:

Agito Cosmos t03/ work in progress ! Fights, palmtrees, pirates, monkeys, guts, blams, everything’s in it !

Please fuck me with your Cintiq pen 

katie-and-her-fandoms:

your crew and you on October 1st

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rynnay:

watch both their faces go from “courteous TV smile” to “not paid enough for this bullshit”

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I’M BACK.
It’s time for me to be open, honest and clear: This has been the shittiest year of my life. I nearly died. I was rejected, ostracized, and worst of all, censored. I grew terrified of Tumblr and hid from it for eleven months. I don’t know what the future holds, and I don’t even know for sure how I got the mental strength to come back, but I can say for certain that I missed all of you dearly. I want to be your friends again and I want to read your work. I want to breathe in the scenery from all of your photos as if I were living in them. I was never popular; hell, I don’t know if anyone will even read this post, but there’s something fulfilling about writing and leaving it here. Regardless of whether or not I get feedback, I keep coming back. There’s a passion burning inside of me that propels me to write, and for some reason I feel more comfortable with Tumblr as my outlet than a journal that would sit dusty and unread under my mattress till god knows when if I were to drop dead some day. I missed Tumblr because it was like an open window for me, except every time I look out of it I’m in a different place. Sometimes I push up the dusty screen and realize I’m in the city, sometimes I see a girl’s thigh gap and I don’t understand why everyone else won’t look away; sometimes I see two really attractive people fucking in role play costumes and I screen-cap that image for later use but never reblog it because I don’t want my parents to know I’m into that stuff. 
Regardless of why I’m choosing to peek out the window again, here I am, and I think I’m ready to finally come back. If you’re new and need a friend, come talk to me. I don’t bite, though I bark a lot, and I’d love to talk to you. With a little effort and opportunity of circumstance, I might even be able to make you laugh.
But anyway, it’s time to come out of hiding and do something useful with the energy built up inside of me. I hope to avoid conforming to the standards society tried to squeeze me into when I was younger, and that may benefit myself and my blog’s material in the long run. I am officially uncensored, un-ostracized, and though I will still be rejected, it won’t be by my own bars of self-doubt.
Thank you for reading.
Mare-Bear   

I’M BACK.

It’s time for me to be open, honest and clear: This has been the shittiest year of my life. I nearly died. I was rejected, ostracized, and worst of all, censored. I grew terrified of Tumblr and hid from it for eleven months. I don’t know what the future holds, and I don’t even know for sure how I got the mental strength to come back, but I can say for certain that I missed all of you dearly. I want to be your friends again and I want to read your work. I want to breathe in the scenery from all of your photos as if I were living in them. I was never popular; hell, I don’t know if anyone will even read this post, but there’s something fulfilling about writing and leaving it here. Regardless of whether or not I get feedback, I keep coming back. There’s a passion burning inside of me that propels me to write, and for some reason I feel more comfortable with Tumblr as my outlet than a journal that would sit dusty and unread under my mattress till god knows when if I were to drop dead some day. I missed Tumblr because it was like an open window for me, except every time I look out of it I’m in a different place. Sometimes I push up the dusty screen and realize I’m in the city, sometimes I see a girl’s thigh gap and I don’t understand why everyone else won’t look away; sometimes I see two really attractive people fucking in role play costumes and I screen-cap that image for later use but never reblog it because I don’t want my parents to know I’m into that stuff. 

Regardless of why I’m choosing to peek out the window again, here I am, and I think I’m ready to finally come back. If you’re new and need a friend, come talk to me. I don’t bite, though I bark a lot, and I’d love to talk to you. With a little effort and opportunity of circumstance, I might even be able to make you laugh.

But anyway, it’s time to come out of hiding and do something useful with the energy built up inside of me. I hope to avoid conforming to the standards society tried to squeeze me into when I was younger, and that may benefit myself and my blog’s material in the long run. I am officially uncensored, un-ostracized, and though I will still be rejected, it won’t be by my own bars of self-doubt.

Thank you for reading.

Mare-Bear   

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Anonymous asked: can you give me some tips on how to draw teeth ?

cyborgraptor:

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Oh my FUCKING GOD.

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