In Case You Lost It - A Link To The ESIM Donation Guide. Even If You Feel Sick And Powerless, You Can

Can you imagine that I haven't had a drop of water since yesterday?

Today, in the intense heat, I walked more than 3 km to find water but couldn't.

Unfortunately, we don't have the most basic rights in life.

reminder that donating just a few $ to gofundme campaigns actually helps, you don't have to donate huge amounts if you don't have the funds, every little bit is useful.

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Donate to Support Mahmoud's Family in Their Struggle, organized by Mahmoud Ziad

I am Mahmoud, I am 24 years old, but in the last 7 months, I have become like … Mahmoud Ziad needs your support for Support Mahmoud's Family

Faces are hard enough to draw on their own, but stylizing them presents a bunch of new challenges. How much detail is too much? How can you get the features ‘right’ even though they’re not realistic? Here are some of my thoughts on the topic ✨

This is a snippet from a longer tutorial I made about drawing stylized faces! You can watch it on my Patreon ❤️

my trick for getting through grad school is learning to navigate the quadrants with all their nuances

gentle reminder you can rise up from everything. you can recreate yourself. nothing is permanent. you are not stuck. you have choices. you can think new thoughts. you can learn something new. you can create new habits. all that matters is that you decide today and never look back.

Continue Escalating

I do not have the energy to make this look nicer but i felt i needed to get this out or it would consume me.

I have been feeling an immense amount of rage and grief lately and this only encapsulates some of my thoughts

As I kid, I wanted to be a savior, trailblazer, the prophecy child. I wanted a big life, with ups and ups like the breasts of mountains and lows like the depths of valleys full of forgotten debris. I was convinced the great flood was knocking at my door, beckoning me to become someone bigger. A juvenile fantasy, a hazy dream.

I'm 19 now. It's not a grand big life, I'm no hero. I love my friends and sunday mornings. I like cats and strawberries. No flood, no rapture, no calamity- just quiet weekdays and sleepy weekends. But oh my days, I am full, finally.

-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned

DO NOT, AND I BEG OF YOU, DO NOT STAY SILENT. ISRAELI HAVE MASSACRED INNOCENT PALESTINIANS IN RAFAH, THEIR SAFE SPACE, THEIR CAMPS WHERE THEY WERE RESIDING. ITS A FUCKING MASSACRE. INNOCENT LIVES HAVE BEEN TAKEN, JUST LIKE THAT. MEN, WOMEN AND CHILDREN HAVE LOST THEIR LOVED ONES JUST LIKE THAT. AND IF YOURE STILL SILENT, SHAME ON YOU. SERIOUSLY.