la verità se ne sta sulle stelle più lontane. Baustelle, L’aeroplano (via mieleinfinitoper-anima)
Morire non è niente
Se l’angoscia se ne va
io al concerto dei Baustelle. per tutto il tempo.
Just hangin out with that inner critic, yo. She’ll creep up on you like nobody’s business.
I think one of the hardest things to learn when you’re starting out on a making-stuff journey is which bits of that voice are valid and which bits are a waste of time. A lot of it can drag you down and get you stuck so much that you can’t find the confidence to face the stuff you need to do to get better. But once in a while there’s a real piece of honest self-reflection. Telling the difference between those two can be super tough; knowing when to listen and when to just chin up and move on.
oh god uploading a long comic to tumblr did i do this right
extra addendum i ate a whole bunch of fruit by the foot while drawing this, i think it is becoming my official Art Fuel
I LOVE THIS
i need this for all my critics.
- don’t pretend to like me if you don’t
- don’t pretend to be my friend if you don’t like me
- don’t pretend you miss me if you don’t
what if Daniel would meet Lestat?
Sorry for the Crossover
This crossover is my life. <3 ;D