Arf

of course you have blood all over you. and pronouns

mini comic about bunny boys🏳️‍⚧️🐇

I dont know why but back in some old lore i was writing i found this line and for some reason this just feels like such a raw line, if you read it in the voice of the narrator from The stanely parable

There is allot of things i can attribute to how i am today but i think the thing i think i can attribute to the most is the time i flew out of a golf cart

I was golfing with my dad, he did tell me to hold onto the handles so i didnt fall out, but then he handing me a 2 liter bottle of soda and said to hold onto that, and i took that as both hands, hold onto it. We then took a turn and i flew out of the golf cart, i remember flying out, the slow motion of it, and then proceeded to hit my head directly onto the corner of the concrete curb. Completly unharmed, nothing broken, it just hurt. And now here we are.

I let the horse out of the plinko

A place to put all our statues of chiseled men?

Call that a mewseum

My mind in the middle of day dreaming something absurd and cool happening to me: you know this is unrealistic, cringe and would never happen right?

Me:yea. Fuck you, its my fantasy that im imagining. It can be whatever i want

Lore heh