how can i be sad about my fuckass haircut when titties exist
opens box that reads "i wanna draw again". inside lies a note. the note says, "mental illness and difficult circumstances have taken years of interest, accessibility, and skill away from me. i want to forgive myself for that. i want to heal my relationship to my hobbies. i want to feel connected to something that once made me feel good, but the cyclic discouragement is difficult to overcome." i turn over the note. on the back it reads "wannta drawe sexy bodies awooga"
Here's a poll, you can't press any of the options, that's the only rule, no voting. Reblogs, likes, and comments are totally allowed, you just can't vote
You all have one week, let's see how this goes
@maryland-no-rabies Tagging cause I need people to see this
Have fun !!
im so normal about him (i saw him and broke my phone case from gripping it too hard)
OU MY GOD I FUCKING LOVE RHSE SO MUCH
my sense of humor is so fucked up because i js found a rabbithole of low quality sickly cat pictures with misspelled random captions
I CANT FUCKING STOP LAUGHING HELPME
WHY ARE THESE SO FUNNY WHY AM I LIKE THIS
when the haircut feels like girlboss instead of boyfailure
by making art you are improving no matter what im so serious never stop making art ever . Never stop drawing that game you like or those ocs only you know or things you see or objects that appeal to you or stars or hearts or shapes. draw wonky hands and weird proportions . This is important btw
i dont know what god, diety or demon possessed me but i had the majority of a mug filled with pure black coffee. (for the first time ever)
straight from the pot, and all i know is before i was barely getting through the day on four hours of sleep, and instead i studied for my midterm for seven fucking hours
seven hours of nonstop studying and no breaks. I have literally never been that focused in my life. ADHD be damned.
im lying here at 11:30 wondering how im not either completely dead or somehow asleep. I am still wide awake even though i was begging for sleep this morning.
i drank it at 3(ish) and im still not tired. im invincible. i could literally solve anything right now. i could fight god and he fears that i may win.
drink coffee. i get coffee people now. i get it.
I understand.
how do i feel grief that i cant justify having
when someone asks whats wrong, how do i tell them that if i explained more, the less they would care?
was wikipedia ever a bad source of info or was that just.. teacher propaganda
BOOP ME
WAGE WAR ON MY NOTIFICATIONS
RENDER MY ACTIVITY TAB UNUSABLE
Slightly hinged rants about literally everything! Who knows that i have cooking in my brain, because I certainly don't.
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