Everything Happens For A Reason....
infantsuicide:

🍄Little fairy homes🍄

infantsuicide:

🍄Little fairy homes🍄

histekia:

prozac-panda:

I was sick of feeling so insecure about my recent psoriasis flare-up. So for the first time, instead of hiding and hating my own skin, I decided to embrace my flaws and wear my spots with pride. Turning my spots into leopard print with a little artwork.


oh my god, you are such a genius, I have this illness too, so I know how you feel about it, but doing this, really makes me smile, cause not hiding it, even if only for a minute, feels so good, people cant imagine this, running around with long sleevs and long pants, not going swimming, cause people stare at you, it makes me sick how they look at me then whisper and it makes me sick that I want to run away and cry when this happens, bless you, for going with this genius idea to make yourself feel better, I will try it out too! thank you!

histekia:

prozac-panda:

I was sick of feeling so insecure about my recent psoriasis flare-up. So for the first time, instead of hiding and hating my own skin, I decided to embrace my flaws and wear my spots with pride. Turning my spots into leopard print with a little artwork.

oh my god, you are such a genius, I have this illness too, so I know how you feel about it, but doing this, really makes me smile, cause not hiding it, even if only for a minute, feels so good, people cant imagine this, running around with long sleevs and long pants, not going swimming, cause people stare at you, it makes me sick how they look at me then whisper and it makes me sick that I want to run away and cry when this happens, bless you, for going with this genius idea to make yourself feel better, I will try it out too! thank you!

thefingerlesspianist:

If you remember

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I will personally hand a you a certificate of good childhood taste.

Dean + being sick of the bullshit

riluu:

Someone asked for a picture of the tattoo Misha drew on me- so here it is, and here’s the story.

At Dallas Con in 2013, I decided to go out on a limb and ask Misha to draw on me. I have lots of scars on this arm, and I wanted to cover them up with something that would be uplifting.

So at the cocktail party, I brought a Sharpie and asked the girls at my table if it would be okay if I asked Misha to do this; they were awesome in that they not only didn’t mind, but they asked Misha for me before I could even get the words out. 

Misha said he’d do it, and I sat beside him and offered my arm, though it was too dark to see the scars. I threw the idea out there of him drawing angel wings and…he started drawing a fish. I was pretty confused till he added the wings and halo and deemed it an “angelfish”. I went and got the tattoo the next day, so it was pretty much exact.

So this year, I wanted so badly to thank him that I decided to go for the meet and greet, and I actually won a spot. When he saw the tattoo, he actually held my arm to get a closer look, and said it was awesome. :D I got to not only say thank you, but also explain why I asked him to do the drawing in the first place- to which he responded with a very tight hug. 

So yeah, that’s the whole story. And it worked- every time I glance at my arm, I don’t think of the scars. I think of random acts of kindness, I think of the wonderful insanity of GISHWHES, and it reminds me to be a better person and gives me strength.

Plus, I always laugh when I think about the fact that I have an awful pun tattooed on my arm. :P

riluu:

Someone asked for a picture of the tattoo Misha drew on me- so here it is, and here’s the story.

At Dallas Con in 2013, I decided to go out on a limb and ask Misha to draw on me. I have lots of scars on this arm, and I wanted to cover them up with something that would be uplifting.

So at the cocktail party, I brought a Sharpie and asked the girls at my table if it would be okay if I asked Misha to do this; they were awesome in that they not only didn’t mind, but they asked Misha for me before I could even get the words out.

Misha said he’d do it, and I sat beside him and offered my arm, though it was too dark to see the scars. I threw the idea out there of him drawing angel wings and…he started drawing a fish. I was pretty confused till he added the wings and halo and deemed it an “angelfish”. I went and got the tattoo the next day, so it was pretty much exact.

So this year, I wanted so badly to thank him that I decided to go for the meet and greet, and I actually won a spot. When he saw the tattoo, he actually held my arm to get a closer look, and said it was awesome. :D I got to not only say thank you, but also explain why I asked him to do the drawing in the first place- to which he responded with a very tight hug.

So yeah, that’s the whole story. And it worked- every time I glance at my arm, I don’t think of the scars. I think of random acts of kindness, I think of the wonderful insanity of GISHWHES, and it reminds me to be a better person and gives me strength.

Plus, I always laugh when I think about the fact that I have an awful pun tattooed on my arm. :P

lettiebobettie:

Like I promised the viewers, here is my second livestream
IDK how many of these I will do, but they are pretty fun
Back to commission work!

lettiebobettie:

Like I promised the viewers, here is my second livestream

IDK how many of these I will do, but they are pretty fun

Back to commission work!

sonofatoasterwaffle:

deansdamnation:

deancanhuntmedown:


#i feel like i have my head on his lap


I fail to see how that is a problem

If I do not reblog this, assume I am dead.

sonofatoasterwaffle:

deansdamnation:

deancanhuntmedown:

I fail to see how that is a problem

If I do not reblog this, assume I am dead.

another-side-o-me:

Meet Clyde…