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somehow when making the setting sons the jam knew exactly how it feels to be a 16-19 year old transgender man
very few of my tattoos have meaning but this one is quite personal, its a reference to a lot of the art i've done over the years which is lovely and a reminder that creating things is something i'll always enjoy, but also i came up with the idea for it in the last potentially not good mental health period i had (too many drugs mixed with being confused about everything that was going on at the time) where i kept questioning if there was something after death and (not in a bad way) if i wanted to be on this earth and feeling like i was meant to just be floating around in another realm instead of being a person, it felt very similar to past periods i've had of feeling like i was somehow morally evil (which were normally accompanied by a lot of art with crosses and angels and feeling like i had to repent/i deserve to feel negatively about myself) and feeling somewhat spiritual and this tattoo feels like a way of maybe giving myself some grace(?) in those times and not embracing the thoughts i had in those times but admitting that, that was me and sometimes continues to be a part of me which is nice and feels relieving in some way and like i can move on
drunk again but i am being cured by beans and rice this time
recently got told its very likely i have ocd and i never realised how much it actually effects me until now its crazy, i thought i had like a few symptoms of it but nothing huge and i fear i may of been wrong
finally been in brighton long enough that i have a favourite corner shop (liquor hut store i am becoming quite fond of you)
It's July 2023, i'm deeply in love with someone it'll never work with and i constantly replay the few weeks we had together, i cannot get rid of the deep pit in my stomach but i'm surrounded by friends and people that love me (i'm not sure how to feel about them but i'm too high to realise and i can't say no to a new shag) and i'm having some of the best trips and days of my life because its the summer, i don't have any responsibilities and i have my place at university secured so i know i'm leaving soon and i wont have to deal with how i feel for much longer (i will actually).
strangely miss the summer i spent feeling like i had to repent for being 'inherently evil', doing coke, dating too many people i possibly didn't love, only listening to pulp and the manic street preachers, being deeply in love with my ex, only wearing a minimum of 5 necklaces daily and getting into silly clothes
My entire sketchbook (excluding a few pieces + my pages of writing) makes me feel something seeing it all together
First tumblr message:3
hey can i sleep inyour bed tonight the ominous creaking noise came back
I love my silly dream book but no one is ever looking in there
everytime you use AI to make a piece of art or music, it releases 100s of demons into the mortal world
Something so fatherly about cleaning and polishing my shoes
health amd wellness are cults im starting my own mind-body cult where idont c the sun & do just terrible th ngs to my body
>be me
>go clubbing
>leave headphones in friends flat
>leave the club before everyone
>I cannot get my headphones
>2016 era wired earphones
i think club stamps should be considered an art form
nothing thoughtful i simply just look good here
shaking them like ants in a jar
got back from the club, feel awful but i have a cheese &onion slice so all is weel actually
had a dream someone gave me the most poetic compliment and now i am awake
vague ideas of starting to write things
the thoughts have gotten me again (too much ketamine, much too big a heart etc)
listening to echoes by pink floyd and i think i can smell my sixth form art classroom