The Decatur Herald, Illinois, October 22, 1929

The eternal struggle of an artist.

darktownboykisser:

sensible part of brain: you made enough pasta that you could take it for lunch tomorrow. put it in a container.

overwhelming majority of brain: shovel the pasta into your face. do it. put it in your face. the future is meaningless but the pasta is now.

The future is meaningless but the pasta is now.

while writing a d&d campaign

bonesmakenoise:

byjoveimbeinghumble:

*watches Over the Garden Wall to make autumn come faster*

pianissimoe:

What people think perfectionism is: I’m going to do this 1,000 times until it’s completely perfect, and it doesn’t matter how tired I am or how many times I fail. Everything I do is super precise and I have absolute confidence but also am super pedantic about getting it right.

What perfectionism actually is: If I don’t get this right on the first try I’m going to cry in a corner and call myself a failure for the rest of my life. I’ve gotten nothing productive done because of this.

federalbureauofislam:

no offence but do i look like i understand anything

the-saddest-comedy:

Me: is too depressed to do anything

Me: gets more depressed because I never do anything

My life is a mess