yeah I finally charged my tablet which is my tumblr device and Eric and I broke up but it’s good because we’re still friends and school is still busy and I work at a licensed starbucks and silently judge everybody while i simultaneously fall in love with them and I live in a beautiful fucking apartment and Moscow is okay and I made a grindr account again and it sucks and i’m still fucking unstable and breathing but i’m happy sometimes.
everything makes me angry sometimes. according to the bundle theory (anatta), there are no composite entities outside of linguistics. rather, there are only the pieces which make the whole. therefore, my anger does not exist, only thousands of insignificant disturbances which combine to create what i call “anger.” by being aware of this, i can use my energy to do better things. dreaming is better than fuming.
did this when i was subbing for the prof in my figure drawing class.
I suppose I this is an appropriate time to thank the lord for cookies.
kafka, zizek, kierkegaard.
some new stuff I’m working on, I get tons of anonymous messages like this every day and while this isn’t unique to women, the content of the messages and the frequency in which I get them are definitely related to my gender. I almost exclusively get them after I post selfies. The authority people feel they have to share their opinion on my appearance is something myself and many other girls online deal with daily.
Lucas Samaras—Pace Gallery
New morning warn up sketch