Yes……..
I drew the viral Miku from Confessions of a Rotten Girl, and she has some truths to tell to ya fellow yaoi fans...
oh, them too….
Merry "Almost Christmas" means it wasn't Christmas!
no art today. Enjoy this stupid image instead
Kokichi and shuichi are not foils people, he’s kaito’s foil and they’re like a little angel and devil sitting on shuichi’s shoulders
While kaito is telling him to trust himself and his abilities, kokichi’s just laughing in his ear calling kaito a pussy for his sappy monologue
is there still hype for strawberry girl ?!!!!
AHHHHHH
BOO
I hate them
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god they make me sick
intertwined forever
ok a little less deep but sometimes i'll look at tap water and think "damn that probably came out of someones ass at some point"
oh, no, i have no concept of the size of a whale or of the galaxy. i am cosmically insignificant, which is fine. the other day i accidentally spilled a few grains of sugar on the counter. i watched a single ant heft it over his head and run with it - run! - like he was carrying a crown.
sometimes when i am watching the rain i think about how each particular drop is new and only exists for right-now and yet it is the same water as it has been for millennia. the atoms i am are only meeting in this form for this one life. later maybe they will be a mushroom. maybe in the infinite expanse of time, two of my molecules will meet each other again and they'll say i remember existing with you. which is maybe how a star feels, watching humans dance and laugh and sing in the bodies we are borrowing.
what am i in the cosmic sense? what of the stupid human exploits of my tiny human life?
the other day i found a wilting bumblebee and fed it a little water. after an hour, he made a lazy loop of flight. up and towards the stars.