I write a bit and I shitpost a lot.
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Math is really tiring, im so glad i finally get to relax and do some knitting and crochet and i oh god oh my what the fuck
don't want to write I want to think very hard about my fic until it emerges from my head fully formed like athena
“really?” I say to inanimate objects that are not working like they usually do
I'm on this team part time but my money works full time.
i used to have a running gag on twitter where i would tweet "i'm going to draw a horse" and then proceeded to draw a horse. here is a compilation
BABES WAKE UP TODAY’S A NATIONAL HOLIDAY 🌈🐀
🎶NEIL IS BANGING OUT THE TUNES🎶
My (old) contribution to the beautiful day that is april 13th
Keep at it with the tunes.
the narrative: *starts the third act by repeating a scene from the first act but now it has a totally different context*
me: ohoHOhohoHOHOhoHO
Moodboard for when you have to do the job you were hired to do in the location you applied to getting paid the wage you had to agree to
I'm not a hater but so much shit is stupid
I love that the ibuprofen knows where to go
Be careful princess 🌸
Haters will imprison you inside a magic crystal and be like "If this seal ever comes undone the World will be plunged into Eternal Darkness and reality itself could shatter."
did you know you can pull the strings out of your clothes and ruin them
it should be a law that if it’s raining and you wake up feeling comfy in bed you shouldn’t have to answer to any of your obligations
Ngl i prefer the 2016 version purple on the right.
"We are unbelievably still flying over Russia, which continues to be stupidly big. Really enormous. Far bigger than necessary. We've been in the air now for about a week, and it doesn’t look like we’ll be landing until the last syllable of recorded time."
as a child being told "the moon controls the tides" with no additional explanation was like. oh okay. you want me to believe in magic? you're talking about magic right now? okay. fine
I engage with fiction in a normal way. don’t look at my blog
THE MOST FRUSTRATING THING IN THE WORLD IS WHEN A CARTOON CHARACTER IS LOCKED IN A CELL OR CAGE OF SOME KIND AND THE BARS ARE LIKE
There is a small child in this cafe writhing and screaming with such violence and rage that they keep running out of breath and coughing. The source of her rage? Her mom asked her to eat a single grape.
Why is it?? That I can go through the whole day feeling fine and dandy but the second I lay down for bed impending doom settles on me?
sometimes your distress does indicate you should stop and respect your limitations. at other times it's more of a baby aquatic mammal being introduced to water for the first time thing. Too bad the difference is so hard to tell.
"if tumblr dies you can find me on bluesky" "if tumblr dies you can find me on Instagram" if tumblr dies you cannot find me. It's over. I'm free.