Sorry not sorry
Sorry not sorry
Born in Denmark in 1978, John Kenn spends his days writing and directing television shows for kids. When he has time between TV and his twins, he draws his creepy little monster drawings on post-it notes, peeking into a little window into a different world, made entirely on office supplies.
This is awesome!
That scared me. Really.
Reminds me of Gorey
Stressed packing selfies
"That is not a threat. It is a promise."
So, I don’t often post about serious things, but I fully support the measures that ‘Anonymous’ are saying they will take. What is currently happening due to racism and classism in the United States is unacceptable. Unfortunately, at the rate our current political system is going, I doubt very much that any real and powerful legislation will be passed before more people die. I wish I had more hope.
You know what’s weird? Reading livejournal posts I wrote years ago and remembering exactly how I felt when it all happened, it actually feels like it’s kind of happening all over in my heart again.
I feel a little broken today. I have moments of clarity, where everything feels good and I feel happier knowing that I’m moving in the right direction and that I’m realizing all the right things about what I need to do for me and that I’m actually worth being around. I also have moments where I think about the fact that the next year or so is going to be lonely as fuck and that the only people I really wish I was around are either not there, or they don’t want to be around me right now. I know I just need to look at it all differently, its a matter of perspective and taking the time to focus on art and reading and finding a routine that I like and breaking that routine and working on all the insecurities that I want to see for what they really are.
I really just want to be comfortable where I’m living and who I’m around. I want to be pushed, but I want to know that I have stability with my friends or my home or both. Both would be best.