imagine you have a boyfriend and your boyfriend is crazy and he blows up your car and disappears for four years and its like ok. whatever. it's over. and then he comes back and wants to get back together and do crazy shit like you used to together (when you were teenagers you killed a lot of people. normal activities) and then he gets himself put in prison (on purpose) to play mind game chess with a russian freak and he wants you to come break him out. but you can't break him out normal he INSISTS you have to glue vampire fangs on your canines and put in freaky contacts and pretend to shoot him point blank. through all of this he's got the biggest heart eyes in the world (including with a gun pointed at his forehead) and confesses his love twice. all of this happened to my good buddy nakahara chuuya
Spotify really called me depressed and a fag
more maid sigma doodles…. (*'▽'*)
(sigma is just peak aesthetic to me, so he is my go-to when i wanna draw fun outfits lol)
like a starved man in the desert:
my wife please. daw my wife. my wife forever.....
i apologize if this double posts :( i posted this earlier but it's nooot showing up..?
It's the ginger birthday y'all