does anyone else have moments when your train of thought get really existential really fucking fast and suddenly youre thinking about why we even exist and life and death and existence or a lack thereof beyond that and it lowkey feels like youre drowning and so you just freeze until youre brought back to where you are?
ill also happily inform you my first thought after my recent spiral was "i should post this on tumblr" so i guess the gay post app is just in my brain cells now ;p
all this work and im boutta cover it with hatsune miku and depression transformers πππ
ignore how tiny shadow is in comparison btw hes just going through his baby era β¨β¨
there will be updates once i cover my work but itll pay off i hope swear :)))
ignore how blurry but this has been tickling my brain for a little so heres my dan and phil inspired necklace (only correlation is the use of "ph" btw) (phecklace??) (maybe its not phan enough to earn the "ph-" prefix)
anyway it was made at a ridiculous hour in the morning and thus i shall now rest πππ
binging s2 of arcane next week but ive seen about 4 episodes of s1 that i barely remember so thisll be fun uh ill probably keep this as a core memory until i turn 25 when i decide to watch the series from start to finish and go "I REMEMBER THAT SCENE" and "OHH IT MAKES SENSE NOW" (i did this with cyberpunk edgerunners and ill do it again)
trampoline π€π€π€
GUYSSSS THIS IS AMAZINGG!!!!!
ITS SHADOW THE FUCKINF HEDGEHOGGGG
im so fucking pissed rn oh my god
at my work we have a little cafe that the staff sit in sometimes and i had a tasty little can of monster in there, near the door, for me to sip at when i had the chance to
then a man walks up
and oh how foolish i was
occasionally old men will come up to the cafe and grab any empty cans and bottles out of the bin outside or the bench near the door
god how stupid of me to leave it in such a vulnerable spot
this stupid man walks up
checks the stupid bins
and his stupid fucking eyes spot my stupid little can of monster
and he takes it
and he crushes it in his pathetic little hands
so i basically go "hey i wasnt done can i please have my last two sips of caffiene :)"
and this fucking fossilized evidence of true cruelty POURS OUT MY DRINK AND TAKES THE MOTHERFUCKING CAN
and he smiles at me like this: ππ
oh how i wanted to strangle him
i wanted to take his wretched bag of 10 cents and shove it down his stupid throat
i want to curse him like the internet guy did to the onion chip salsa lady
i will find a book
and i will curse this man with the words of hell
i will find a way to inflict the wrath of the gods upon him, and i will make him regret his actions for the rest of his days
this
this is the start of my motherfucking villain arc
HERE FOR THE AVA 11 PREMIER GANG!!!!!!
like to tell him goodnight
reblog to tuck him in and give him a lil forehead smooch
IT DOESNT MATTER BABE. DAN SAID, βIT DOESNT MATTER BABEβ LIVES HAVE BEEN CHANGED
victim is on my hear me out cake yall like god DAMN like you can put me in your box... (/hj for all of this)
ANYWYA first art of the boy (i did everyone else first but most of them lowkey sucked bc i was still figuring out how to give stickmen a new art style)
i am they(/them, thank you) β» i love darkchocolate (iykyk)
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