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jades-absolutesawg

I hope y’all like fem cartman as much as I do😇

Commmissions

mewtwcs

toolshed and callgirl

jades-absolutesawg

I finally made a new animation

blunooz

im suffering so they are too

blacklistburlesque

early 2000s myspace hippie

i always get weirdly offended when some pretentious white boy tries to claim that he understands the deep melancholia of reality and the pain of still loving the world through all of the suffering

like. no. IM the only pretentious white boy who’s allowed to understand that. NOT you. get in line, bucko ‼️

#no one is as tragically intertwined with life as a transgender man who reads poetry #aka no one is as cool as i am #and besides! i dont see your pretentiousness license!#come back to me when you have it dude #ara yaps #complaining #for fun!

ritsuwis

Spanish Les Mis cast I love you sm

halfamournin

Would you believe if i say it was them who got me out of my art slump

scuttleton

Hi my name is Marius Georges Pontmercy Bonaparte and I have bicorne hat-shaped hair (that’s how I got my name) the same color as my dad's and golden eyes like the center of the Star of the Légion d’honneur and a lot of people tell me I look like Napoleon (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da heck out of here!). I’m not related to the emperor but I wish I was because he’s a major Great Man of Perfection. I’m a baron but my grandpa doesn't know. I have nice neat calling cards. I’m also a soldier, and I fought in the Battle of Jena-Auerstädt and go to law school where I’m in the first year (I’m seventeen). I’m a Bonapartist (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love the empire and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black silk jacket with weeping willows imprinted on them and a bicorne hat with an army cockade, and a calf length gray greatcoat. I was wearing a red sash under my coat, red carnations in my button holes, and carried several eagles with me. I was walking outside the law school. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of ultra-royalists stared at me. I put up my photo of Corsica at them.

— an excerpt from Marius' diary