A Birdie Told Me You Should Go Drink Water. Stay Hydrated Smh.

A birdie told me you should go drink water. Stay hydrated smh.

I’m being harassed into staying hydrated by anonymous birds

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4 months ago
I Made A Meme :3

i made a meme :3

7 months ago

YES

How’d my spleen taste

Delicious. I‘ll eat your liver next.


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2 months ago

STOP CENSORING YOURSELF ON THIS WEBSITE. FUCK SHIT SEX MURDER ALCOHOL DRUGS FAGGOT DYKE QUEER TRANS BITCH SLUT WHORE SEX SEX SEX SEX!!!!!!!!!!!

2 months ago
Some Very Rough Story Planning Comics I Made A While Ago
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5 months ago
My Path Was Called “The Splinter”. For Every Ounce Of Truth I Found, Ten Ounces Of Reason Were Lost.

My path was called “The Splinter”. For every ounce of truth I found, ten ounces of reason were lost.

Doot?

ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

7 months ago

Icarus wasn’t an idiot, you know.

The rules were explained to him very clearly. He knew where he could and could not go, what heights were forbidden to him, the destination his father Daedalus had crafted for them to make their great escape. Freedom, of a sort. Icarus heard all of this from his father and accepted the conditions.

And Icarus fell.

Tragedy

noun [C or U] /ˈtrædʒ.ə.di/

A story affected by gravity.

It only goes down. It falls. Tragedies have weight to them, characters throw themselves at the sky with wax wings and they drip from their backs and one too many hours pulls their trajectories to the same place, every time. They are inevitable. Characters in a tragedy are objects of pity. Don’t pity us.

Icarus wasn’t an idiot.

He wanted freedom. Real, true freedom, the kind of which is so intoxicating when tasted for the first time that it is worth it even if you are falling for the rest of your life. Not the suffocating half-measure of his father. No machinations. No “what’s best for you”’s. Icarus chose to reach out his hand to Helios and hold it while plummeting into Poseidon’s cool embrace. To live free, like the gods, if only for 10,000 feet.

Icarus wasn’t an idiot, you know.

Icarus got exactly what he wanted.

Keep Scrolling, There's Nothing Fishy Going On Here

Keep scrolling, there's nothing fishy going on here

do you have a knife in your pocket or are you just happy to see me well actually it is a knife and I’m doing to dissect you for sexual reasons cuz I’m happy to see you

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