In honor of that one piece of official valentines art where miles somehow just has a random ass picture of Phoenix shirtless 
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Life itself is a conundrum. We live, we grow, and we quietly pass away. because this end is inevitable, we tend to try and force upon the general population a global answer to the question asked since the dawn of consciousness. "What is the meaning of this personal chunk of time that is our life?" To which I answer this;
Life will never have meaning. Life will never not have meaning. We ride the fine line between comfortable incompetence and uncomfortable intellect. What we fail to realize is that one moral or primal need will ever be the same for everyone, But we do realize that we have to be here for a reason. Or, at least, people choose that as their meaning of life. What I'm getting at here, is that meaning takes infinite forms. No one goal is exactly the same, even if the words are identical. Life your lives to the fullest. Grow. Blossom. Wilt. Start anew. Just don't ever let yourself believe that there is no meaning. There will always be meaning. Subjectivity doesn't necessarily correlate to the truth of the words. Make your own meaning.
Life itself is a conundrum. We live, we grow, and we quietly pass away. because this end is inevitable, we tend to try and force upon the general population a global answer to the question asked since the dawn of consciousness. "What is the meaning of this personal chunk of time that is our life?" To which I answer this;
Life will never have meaning. Life will never not have meaning. We ride the fine line between comfortable incompetence and uncomfortable intellect. What we fail to realize is that one moral or primal need will ever be the same for everyone, But we do realize that we have to be here for a reason. Or, at least, people choose that as their meaning of life. What I'm getting at here, is that meaning takes infinite forms. No one goal is exactly the same, even if the words are identical. Life your lives to the fullest. Grow. Blossom. Wilt. Start anew. Just don't ever let yourself believe that there is no meaning. There will always be meaning. Subjectivity doesn't necessarily correlate to the truth of the words. Make your own meaning.
Any type of representation is encouraged. express how you're feeling. (don't draw anything weird)
Draw whatever you want (within reason)
I'm gonna be on and off. Have fun and draw whatever the hell you want. (within the guidelines, twin.)
My dear papyrus, I apologize significantly for the slanderous design i have created you in. best wishes in looking better. go find a better artist.
I'M NEVER GIVING MY FRIEND THIS COMPUTER AGAIN
THEY DREW ME
I REALLY HOPE I DONT LOOK LIKE THIS 
ALSO IS THAT HYPERPIGMENTATION?
Life itself is a conundrum. We live, we grow, and we quietly pass away. because this end is inevitable, we tend to try and force upon the general population a global answer to the question asked since the dawn of consciousness. "What is the meaning of this personal chunk of time that is our life?" To which I answer this;
Life will never have meaning. Life will never not have meaning. We ride the fine line between comfortable incompetence and uncomfortable intellect. What we fail to realize is that one moral or primal need will ever be the same for everyone, But we do realize that we have to be here for a reason. Or, at least, people choose that as their meaning of life. What I'm getting at here, is that meaning takes infinite forms. No one goal is exactly the same, even if the words are identical. Life your lives to the fullest. Grow. Blossom. Wilt. Start anew. Just don't ever let yourself believe that there is no meaning. There will always be meaning. Subjectivity doesn't necessarily correlate to the truth of the words. Make your own meaning.
Today in physics class, my teacher made a TF2 reference. I have never felt such primitive and unadulterated joy towards something that is, in retrospect, quite unimportant in the grand scheme of things. It just triggered this little voice in my head that was screaming "HA! I TOLD YOU THAT YOU'RE NOT ALONE!" So, yeah. (:
found ts in my sketchbook. the quality is butt, but i was happy with the way the colored pencils came out. my camera sucks rn so i had to do some extreme exposure and brightness adjustment. :p
its been a bit since i actually drew anything here. sorry, lol.
Monday - Art day
sketch from a jam
i'm pretty proud of this one (:
Participants:
Potato chip :3