Eventually You Realize You Don’t Want To Die. You Just Don’t Want To Live The Life You’re Living.

IN 150 CHARACTERS OR LESS - Nikita Gill

writing, music, drawing, cooking, painting, sculpting. creating. art of every form is beautiful, don’t you think? is it not worth appreciating, the work, the passion the love, of something someone made, created. it is quite irreplaceable. and once you start appreciating its different ways, the world becomes a lot more vibrant, i think

a lil poem i wrote while procrastinating my schoolwork

if you live in the imperial core, you profit directly from the genocide in gaza. yes, even if you are poor. centuries of our comfort and commodities have been bought with the displacement of populations, the manufacture and sale of arms, and the mutual wealth reinforcement of proxies like isr ael. the literal least we can do is offset a little of our privilege by throwing people a few bucks for food and water.

“i feel like i have no purpose” You are not a fixed entity. You do not have one grand, singular, constant purpose. As long as you have genuine intent behind your actions, everything you do serves a purpose. As long as you are truly present, you notice that everything contributes to a greater whole. You do not need to dedicate yourself endlessly to one practice to achieve a purpose; allow yourself to oscillate freely between them all. Experiment. You are not one dimensional: treat yourself as such.

i love you until i can't look at you

Here’s a 5 page comic about a weird project I spent the last month working on 🪲

you can pry starting sentences with 'and' or 'but' out of my cold, dead hands

who’s up thinking about after the threesome they both take you home by sue hyon bae i’m thinking about after the threesome they both take you home by sue hyon bae

  for you and me who experience artblock.. keep on drawing!