Suzanne Said I Will Not Stop Writing Books Until You Guys Actually Understand The Main Plot And What

suzanne said i will not stop writing books until you guys actually understand the main plot and what it signifies and honestly? i really fucking respect that

I know i said i wouldnt start selling my diy stuff anytime soon but if all goes according to my evil sceme i should have a few months of free time on my hands.

Current items and prices im thinking off, the pricerangers are because some items take more time and effort than others:

Stenciled patches (sharper colors and will fade a bit being machine washed): 5€

Linocut patches (less bright colors and will not survive being machine washed): 4€

Tiny stamped patches (also will not survive the washing machine): 2-3€

Backpatches (will fade a bit in the wasing machine): 8€

Beercap buttons: 4€

Simple beaded/kandi bracelets (with letterbeads): 3-5€

T-shirts/croptops/tanktops (base will be thrifted): 15-30€

Chokers/cuffs (made from denim/fabric): 20-40€

I will most likely be selling using vinted, (unless i find a better way to sell these) and shipping within the EU. I will keep my dms open so we can arrange something else if needed, and be open for commissions/custom items.

some diy stuff i made under the cut for reference, also check out my blog under the #my stuff tag to find more

Patches (varied types):

Buttons:

Tops:

Chokers:

This isn't all, ive made way more stuff but alas i can only cram so many pictures into this post.

if you’re white. being,,,not straight ,,does not give you a “poc card”. i think a lot of you think it does. like being ,,not straight,,does not mean you can seperate yourself from other white people.

Mystery Inc. but it’s the 1890s

Who had late Victorian Scooby Doo on their 2024 bingo card? Hmm?

The idea came to me when I was thinking about Sherlock Holmes and then remembered the iconic mystery solving gang hehe

it is hard to explain but there is something so unwell about the cultural fear of ugliness. the strange quiet irradiation of any imperfect sight. the pores and the stomachs and the legs displaced into a digital trashbin. somehow this effect spilling over - the removal of a grinning strangers in the back of a picture. of placing more-photogenic clouds into a frame. of cleaning up and arranging breakfast plates so the final image is of a table overflowing with surplus - while nobody eats, and instead mimes food moving towards their mouth like tantalus.

ever-thinner ever-more-muscled ever-prettier. your landlord's sticky white paint sprayed over every surface. girlchildren with get-ready-with-me accounts and skincare routines. beige walls and beige floors and beige toys in toddler hands. AI-generated "imagined prettier" birds and bugs and bees.

pretty! fuckable! impossible! straighten teeth. use facetune and lightroom and four other products. remove the cars along the street from the video remove the spraypaint from the garden wall remove the native plants from their home, welcome grass. welcome pretty. let the lot that walmart-still-owns lay fallow and rotting. don't touch that, it's ugly! close your eyes.

erect anti-homelessness spikes. erect anti-bird spikes. now it looks defensive, which is better than protective. put the ramp at the back of the building, you don't want to ruin the aesthetic of anything.

you are a single person in this world, and in this photo! don't let the lives of other people ruin what would otherwise be a shared moment! erase each person from in front of the tourist trap. erase your comfortable shoes and AI generate platforms. you weren't smiling perfectly, smile again. no matter if you had been genuinely enjoying a moment. you are not in a meadow with friends, you're in a catalogue of your own life! smile again! you know what, forget it.

we will just edit the right face in.