she John on my Jacob whilst I Jingle on her heimer ‘til we both
Schmidt
im sick of unmuting an animal video expecting to hear the sounds that it is very clearly making and being greeted with the shittiest music ive ever heard
enough is enough. no more
I would still use my turn signals in the Mad Max Wasteland. They’d call me “Signal” because I’d hit my blinker before ramming the enemy hot rods into the side of a desert ravine. I’d use my turn signal every time. They would respect me for this.
“Cli-click cli-click cli-click”
“Oh god oh fuck here it comes”
Yea, for I was copying the Bible. And it came to pass that I wrote “gaudius”, or joy, when the intended word was “gladius” or sword. And all of the other monks did mock me with cruel words and jests. And when I did recite the Scripture at dinner, I coughed, and Brother Abelard did ask if I had meant to say “gaudius”. And on the way to the dormitories I did tell of my encounter with the fearsome black hen of Cheshire, and Brother William asketh of me why I had not slain it with my gladius. And so it came to pass that I took a vow of silence and ceased to speak with all worldly men. Amen.
i hate when europeans make fun of americans for being hopelessly dependent on the burger. because its true. i AM hopelessly dependent on the burger. i love burger. burger is like a beautiful butch lesbian to me
a part of adult life you never really realize as a child is the constant need for bowls in so many different sizes. you’re always doing something and going “man i wish i had the right size bowl for this” no matter how many bowl sizes you have
i don’t know literally ANY famous people it’s starting to stress me out because people are always saying names to me like i should know the names. and i never do
“name 50 famous people who-” fuck… i uhhhhh didn’t know there were that many. amelia earheart… ummmm. doja..cat.
hush little baby dont you cry. mamas gonna buy you a big horse fly. and if that big horse fly dont fly. mamas gonna buy you another horse fly
[club mix] another horse fly. another horse fly
I haven’t been able to draw for a good while now, and it’s been pretty disheartening. But I’ve noticed a lot of my old art still getting liked and shared on here. Especially the Homestuck stuff, lol. I could see how this could make me sad, remembering how much I used to create and share and how far away from that I feel now. But honestly, it just feels nice to watch art that I thought had long since depreciated in value to anyone still getting traction. Less even about numbers or attention, it’s just still really touching to me when someone liked what they saw enough to save it in some way. Anyways, makes me feel a little braver about sharing my work again. Braver about putting in the effort.
Anyways, I appreciate everyone that’s shown me support site. 💕
