*that is inaccurate

colorist at Berluti.
graduate of SAIC.
resident of NJ.


Hello everyone!

So it seems like I’m still gonna be without Internet for a while, except for checking my phone and sometimes on weekends so I’m taking up that analog life and writing letters!
Yes that’s right, I’m doing the tedious thing and communicating by hand. So do you want to participate in keeping me from dying the slow death of boredom sans Netflix? Send me your mailing address so I can write you a thing! I promise it’ll be cool, and who doesn’t love getting mail. It’ll be just like playing animal crossing but in real life.




I’m actually concerned for boys who complain about how different girls look without makeup. Like did you think eyeshadow permanently alters a girls eyelid? Are you frightened when people change clothes

Babies have no concept of object permanence

That’s one of the sickest burns I’ve ever read. 

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Oh honey, that’s just how old houses are. They settle. They sometimes creak or groan, or quietly weep, or demand blood sacrifice in voices that sounds like the fluttering wings of a thousand moths. It’s just the house settling. For whatever it can get. Go back to sleep.