Baby, I’m fine. Here I stand. Ten toes.
And you could be mine but you got no goals.
And I don’t got time to define our roles.
I just want a little love and your pot ‘o gold.
Don’t crack. Baby, please don’t fold.
It’s gun’ take a little time to confide my woes.
I’ma hit your line when I find more dough.
You always say you’re through but it’s all fo’ show.
I take you to your highs when you’re feeling low.
I just want the proof that you’re mine alone.
– D.T. Ruth
Gully artwork by #GullySteez Family Member @jleedraws.
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Congrats to our #Sketchaholix “The Simpsons” champion @Chape.man. The artist took home $40 for being our merit-based winner. Well, he was supposed to. But he donated $5 back to the contest. Much love and respect to the homie for doing that.
Congrats to our Jan19 #Sketchathon champion @Tjet72. The artist took home $40 for being January’s merit-based winner.
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We should spark up the world and cleanse our minds of doubt.
Spread our tentacles of love and hear each other out.
These are daydreams of utopia.
Naivety of youth and a
refusal to let go of a
for me that’s a lifelong journey
like my burning to say something that may just sound earnest.
we’re all tripping over life.
We make mistakes.
We fuck shit up.
But we still have our lives.
– Daniel Steez