"Lie down and look up at the ceiling and breathe with those curiously fragile lungs of yours and remind yourself: Don’t worry. Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be. It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and heaving. Don’t worry."

The Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives in Your Home, Night Vale #31.5,”Condos” (via elucipher)

(Source: headofporridge, via comfytaire)

Just kidding adobe i love you

I just wish illustrator would stop being such a lii’ bitch

Going to have to miss another art his lecture tomorrow because of a crit booohoo


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