Chris Pratt as Star-Lord on the set of Guardians of the Galaxy.

Maybe the hat part appears when they officially become a team. 
Chris Pratt as Star-Lord on the set of Guardians of the Galaxy.

Maybe the hat part appears when they officially become a team.

Chris Pratt as Star-Lord on the set of Guardians of the Galaxy.

Maybe the hat part appears when they officially become a team.

(via pacificspacedorks)

genderphobia:

bethpecoraart:

Trapped, a short comic about social anxiety. 

fuck my life

He even looks like me. Well shit. genderphobia:

bethpecoraart:

Trapped, a short comic about social anxiety. 

fuck my life

He even looks like me. Well shit. genderphobia:

bethpecoraart:

Trapped, a short comic about social anxiety. 

fuck my life

He even looks like me. Well shit.

genderphobia:

bethpecoraart:

Trapped, a short comic about social anxiety. 

fuck my life

He even looks like me. Well shit.

(via fantasyart101)

I missed my friend’s cat’s birthday. So I made her this gif…she did not approve.

All hail the king

countupyoursins:

[ゲッターロボ]

I like how getter go seems surprised and arc is all like BLAAAARGH. 

(via doubletyphoon)

Calm the monster

I stumbled upon a video by zefrank:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z86fraIyMwQ

He talked about how he coped with negative feelings by personifying them into these little monsters that caused him discomfort. He would then visualize an action that would “calm” the monster, thus making it subside or go away entirely.

My monster personifies the wicked anxieties I am currently feeling. It sits on my shoulders and pinches the back of my neck with it’s hind legs - putting a lot of pressure on me. Afterwards, it cups its little hands on my ears, angling it in a way that blocks outside noise, while somehow reverberating it’s own voice. It then proceeds to yell on the top of it’s lungs…that I suck and everything I do doesn’t amount to shit.

I tried to remind it my of my past achievements. I tried showing it my current work and making it realize how much I’ve grown as an artist and as a person - too bad it doesn’t have any eyes or ears.

I imagine that the best way to make it go away would be to cram a big cantaloupe down it’s throat. The fruit embodies a new perspective.

I’ve been reading some books on philosophy and some non-fiction. It’s been helping a lot. I just have to keep working on it and stuffing more fruit down that bastard’s throat.