scribbley things

painting practice

some sketches I did in april

hi! so my laptop broke and i’ve been unable to upload anything, it’s fixed now and i’ll try to post more frequently.

lifewasted:bloodlossinabathroomstall:

I think if I heard that Gotye song one more time I’m going to set myself on fire and roll down the Grand Canyon into a pit of snakes and scorpions.

then you’d be somebody that we used to know

(via gyzym)

firaxa:

For the courageous, loyal woman who would risk her life giving her sister one worth living.

(via avali)

youhavethatrumble:

its-funnierinenochian:

drowningalaska:

BEST THING EVER

WATCH IT. YOU WON’T REGRET IT.

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING WITH ME.

(via hyuuman)

yaoidutchess:

(via ironfries)

fussyfangs:

heads up

allies aren’t actually allies if their support hinges on marginalized people being polite, and reframing that in terms of hostile marginalized people Hurting The Cause (and perpetuating their own oppression by extension) is some industrial-grade victim-blaming

owlpellets:

petitedeath:

shadyoaks:

vicfangirlguide:

The Tempest Prognosticator or Leech Barometer. Displayed at The Great Exhibition by Dr George Merryweather it was an instrument designed to predict storms. Inside each of the 12 glass jars at its base was an inch of water and a medicinal leech. Leeches are sensitive to changes in weather and when a storm approached they instinctively crawled upwards and activated a trigger inside their jar. This released a gold chain which then rang the bell at the top of the instrument and alerted an attendant to the danger. The closer the storm was the more agitated the leeches became and the more the bell would ring. Though ingenious the device did not catch on.

I want one of those. I fucking hate storms.

i adore storms, I need this.

always reblog tempest prognosticator

(via tigerpellets)