mariin-chan (•̀ω•́)

60% lor simping, 40% art shit and other stuff

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

yay nakapag photobooth na rin >:3

[themokumentary @themokumentary]

Tally vision. 🧵1/4

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

@cryptoklotz My dentist would usually grab a mirror and show me the cavities herself :'>

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

Happy to listen
Happy to stay
Happily watching her drift away

[rona 🏵️🌊I commissions open! @sweatyclouds]

i love zamboanga filipiniana designers the ternos look like they come from straight from a fairytale

[CLPM @cofagna]

Back to the ball game

[癒しの動物 @animalkyat]

朝起きたら俺の車が猫の集会所になってた

[🪬 Caleb 🪬 @sethpuertoluna]

My cat sleeping on the jewelry box I painted in his image

[Soleil @soleiljolina]

I don’t lose hyperfixations they just go dormant until I hear something about them again like a sleeper agent

[evamuvon @evamuvon]

asked how to commute in makati nd they told me to kill myself

[Seby @simp4jhomikha]

YEP. Because DLSU has a big scholar population as the institution supports those who cannot afford the tuition. I kid you not when I say na sobrang generous ng La Salle sa scholarships and at different kinds too—some are on 100% scholarships, some on 50%, etc.

Students also know that part of what they pay for actually goes to the scholarships. And pagdating sa campus, there’s no difference. They are treated normally and Lasallians are also willing to extend a helping hand when needed.

Makes me proud to be a lasallian tbh.

[ً sofia ꕤ @lacyspov]

it feels illegal to blink while watching this edit. wow.

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

@itsamanthuh actually absorb what's being taught by the bible thru readings n gospel.
(im a gen z catholic who goes to choir every sun and these r just my observations. smtimes i think it's really an age/gen thing rather than a religion thing tbh kasi ik progressive young ppl in my church)

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

@itsamanthuh stance ng priests namin nung 2022 elections 😃 and let's not forget about nominal catholics who are only catholic on paper but don't really understand how to be a true christian that lives by christ's teaching of love and respect to all, let alone attend mass regularly and--

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

lor is staying at my family's for a week to review for boards and HE KEEPS SENDING PICS AND VIDS OF MY CAT WHILE I'M AT WORK 😭😭😭 I NEVER WANT TO GO HOME THIS BAD UNTIL NOW

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

there's this really pretty, bigger girl with big curly hair at my gym and i usually see her in my dance classes. the instructor was taking pics of the class and the girl pulled me closer beside her & AAAAA wow i feel like pearl. i'm so smol and awkward beside this literal goddess

[adelle k. @ Oz Melbourne AA56 @klimtsonian]

It’s the same with digital art btw!! Can’t tell you how many times I’ve been working digitally in public and people have been surprised that I am Actually Drawing — many laypeople just simply do not know what skills art requires in a digital age!

[mariin-chan (•̀ω•́) @venusining]

apaka bobo lang nung "harap sa driver, wag tumagilid" thing sa mga e-jeep na Buendia-Fairview. like,, kuya??? gets ko na gusto mo kami isiksik na parang sardinas pero safety hazard yung sinasabi mo. buti sana kung marahan magpatakbo yung driver. human dominos speedrun pala

[Kia 🧸ྀི @xevekiah]

“I don’t understand why women don’t just report it if it really happened.”
When I was 19, I reported mine. I had bruises. Hospital photos. Text messages of him apologizing the next morning. My friends drove me to the station because I could barely stop shaking. I thought evidence would make it simple. I thought truth would be enough.
Months later, I was the one on trial. His lawyer printed my Instagram photos and held them up in court. Asked why I wore crop tops. Asked why I drank that night. Asked why I didn’t scream louder. He replayed my police interview and pointed out every time I hesitated, every time I cried, every time my timeline wasn’t perfectly linear. “If it was traumatic,” he said, “why can’t she remember clearly?”
Sitting there while strangers debated my pain like it was a group project felt like being stripped again. My messages were projected on a screen. My body was described in detail. My character was picked apart like that was the real crime.
He walked out on bail. I walked out with panic attacks.
That’s why some women don’t report. Because even with bruises. Even with screenshots. Even when you do everything “right.” You still have to survive the assault twice, once in private, and once in public, just to maybe be believed.