Do you ever like physically feel yourself pass your mental breaking point and then all you can think is “oh these next few days are going to be interesting”
Like you’re just sitting there silently and on the outside you seem fine and gathered but in your head you’re like “oh this is gonna hit me like a train any second”
being in your early twenties is like [grocery shopping alone] [having instant noodles for dinner] [remembering random details about that one friend you haven’t spoken to in five years] [feeling overwhelming guilt for every purchase that isn’t strictly “necessary”] [having midday naps] [finding out through facebook that the girl who was mean to you in high school has a husband and a baby] [falling a little in love with every stranger on public transport] [pretending you’re not afraid of being alone] [wondering when you’ll feel like a fully realized person] [listening to bands you liked in middle school] [blinking and it’s suddenly december] [failing to imagine yourself ten years from now] [feeling like you’re running out of time]
american artists truly SNAP when it comes to painting like yes….i will look at this image of a bagel with a cup coffee & feel joy, thank u very much
“Rainy Day with Babka in New York” by Hope Gangloff
“Coffee and Bagel, New York Breakfast” by Thor Wickstrom
“Dunkin’ Donuts Coffee Shop” by Ralph Goings
okay, you know what, this might actually be the best site… i can post about my love for American visual arts - and mainly our shared appreciation for breakfast food - and have 34k people looking at these paintings of bagels and coffee cups and unironically going: ‘hey, great insight! keep it up!’
