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Awful Typography Destroys Suspension of Disbelief

get in loser we’re living past the end of our myth

The work of artist David Curcio

1. …Who Shall I Say…, 2012

2. Bad Dreams, 2010

3. What Will You Do…?, 2012

4. Sunny’s Burning (Flame On!), 2012

5. The Hour of Defeat, 2011

6. What Will Survive of Us Is Nothing, 2011

7. Joyce Carol Oates: Never Stay a Minute Too Long/Don’t Forget the Best Will Go Wrong, 2013

GET WEIRD!

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

what do you mean accident?

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

what do you mean accident?

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

oh you're bigender? i'll be sure to Remember that

take her ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

what do you mean accident?

what do you mean accident?

take her ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take her ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

i'll be sure to Remember that

what do you mean accident?

take her ass to the timeloop

take his ass to the timeloop

take his ass to to the timeloop

i'll be sure to Remember that

what do you mean accident?

take her ass to the timeloop take his

ass to the timeloop take his ass to the timeloop what

do you mean accident take his ass to the time

loop take her ass to the time loop take his ass to the time loop FUCK

what do you mean accident? Fuck this shit! i'll be sure to Remember

that

An ad for your deepest desires :)

You know what I just admire the graphic design on this

It FEELS so much like a real ad I expect to be sold some sort of car tyre or something but it’s just about biting

1000/10 excellent job

@setsuntamew

finally made myself a mug

the quote's from @marypsue

I enjoy the subtle wiggles of horror as though your hand shook a little bit from the strain of keeping it together while carving it

Ribcage is a hell of a word. Like yeah my bones trapped my heart inside my chest if u even care. I don’t know if it wants out

Based on a dream i had last night about a haunted house screaming at me to stay.

no one knows how much it hurts when a little thing dies. when a bug runs its fate is already decided. what made him know he could get away with hurting me? he made me small enough to forget i was ever a person. i forgot and forgot under his boot.

—insp by this post from @sweatermuppet

ugh, i think i downloaded a virus from hematophagia.com ....................... 🙄

Acrylic doodle on 11”x14” cradled wood panel.

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don’t be a stranger! (please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it)