Monster

what real suffering looks like

Incorrect quotes ft. Stan twins

Star - A billford comic

Hey you guys ever think about how rough and tumble little Stanley Pines tried his hardest to absorb all the ugly meanness of the world to protect his brother— how he became blustery and loud because it was the only way he received attention but also because it shielded his abnormal twin from scrutiny— how he stood in front of Ford with his gap tooth bared and scrawny arms outstretched taking in all the gawking and hurt by being the slip up, the rascal, the troublemaker— and how this ultimately led to Stanford Pines, the dreamy-eyed idealist who couldn’t tell the difference between friend and enemy, and Stanley Pines, the man who became so desensitized to pain that his life became one big bruise. Anyone ever think about that?

hi yall sorry ive been MIA I've been super busy with work and my thesis year summer work <33333 im not dead i just wanted to get off most socials so i could focus on that LOL everything was submitted today though so i let myself draw for fun yesterday

anyways guess what my brain has grabbed onto

award-winning palestinian children's illustrator baraa awoor writes:

"what use is it to be an illustrator of children's books when the world has sentenced the children of your country to the death penalty, to vanish, to genocide?"

some of baraa's illustrations:

this is an illustration for youssef, whose mother is remembered running desperately into the hospital asking if anyone had seen a "small white boy with beautiful curly hair, his name is youssef," a description which was remembered by millions when she finally identified his body:

this illustration is for young omar, who was hugging his little brother and teaching him how to repeat the shahada after him (a prayer spoken by muslims before their death) as he lay on his hospital bed:

"we want a new year that doesn't kill us or our children, we want it a year without blood, without screaming, without pain, we want a new attempt to get our lives back, or something that resembled our life, even if life is a lie we still cling to it, return life to us—a new year's card unlike any other year:"

The entire animal kingdom is attempting to rehabilitate this man

And I am all for this impossible task

He is trying his best, Bill

actually thinking about the fact that when vanderwick was out of his mind with confusion and fear and not knowing who he was or if he was even human anymore, the place he ran back to, the place he instinctively sought safety and comfort, was the little hideout he shared with silco. where they had some shirts and a coffee pot in the corner, and some ramshackle furniture, and big plans on the wall, and where they tacked up the first flag of the nation of zaun, and they were its first two citizens, just the two of them, and they hung their helmets side by side and they hung their coats one inside the other

like

donating the microplastics in my body to become a new Lego brick when I die