This game was so underrated.

Skate 3 has been recompiled! (Windows/Linux/macOS) (via Rexglue, partial reliance on xenia, but more flexibility!) Early progress includes 120hz support! Improvements over original include: Higher resolutions/framerates Native 1080p/120Hz With physics timing adjustments! It's early in progress but I'm excited it has been a dream for a proper PC version! (We don't talk about the reboot lol)

dude wally’s is probably the best gas station ever, better than Wawa or Bucc-ees!

这样子还蛮好看哒～

went into a very southern landlocked chinese buffet and pretty sure because of my girlfriend the hostess started speaking to us in cantonese the entire time and we somehow understood

wow this is pretty ngl

I’m starting a collection

RT @SteveScipio: Having to work a single hour at my job is worse than a billion holocausts and slaveries put together t.co/LqadTkEz…

Cute former gas station turned into local cabin along route 66!

I LOVE HEEEER

xoxo╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ @CatputerScience 🎨 Me~!

i feel very obligated to let all the nerds know that there is a free game like geoguesser where you guess the location of origin and time period for art and historical artifacts. really high level:

Absolutely disgusting Grindr went woke and added a rainbow flag to their pfp now

Stopped by for the worst food we had on Route 65, the architecture dedicated to sodas is cool, but the quality, quantity and PRICE was crap.

To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis: Show us your laptop. Show us your iCloud. Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation. You won’t. You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out. That is not who we are. My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count. For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame. I no longer believe that. Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us. And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts. That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena. Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next. Life does not determine our character. It reveals it. Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next? We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day. So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop. You won’t. The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing. That is the only definition that matters.

Just commissioned this 👇

that once place from the Cars movie

the leaning tower of texas…..

You'll get better faster by just doodling for 20 minutes each day than you will by bookmarking any more tutorials. Get off here and go be bad at drawing for a little.