Bawl your eyes out, baby, you’re not worth more than the tears that leave your body.
Not anybody’s anything. Lonely isn’t the worst feeling, it’s other people making you feel lonely. It’s not they’re responsibility, but it still feels like absolute fucking shite.
This was from 1967.
This is more progressive than now.
How is this more progressive than now? If anything it’s the same as now.
tumblr friendships are hard to maintain like im sorry i know i havent talked to you in 5 months but you’re still super rad and i still consider us friends im just a poop
Angela is a freelance illustrator currently living and working in New York. She graduated from the Fashion Institute of Technology in 2011 with a BFA in Illustration. Since then she has been featured in a number of magazines and shows. Her work is a combination of traditional and digital media which is reminiscent of a classical storybook illustration. Besides artwork, Angela enjoys traveling, birding and photography. She is open to comments, commissions, or questions and is currently available for illustration jobs of any kinds and is looking for an art rep. Thanks sosuperawesome for this Curator’s Monday sharing.