i call it, I CAN LONG THROWS
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i call it, I CAN LONG THROWS
I'm pretty bad at painting ppl, but I tried
(for reference this took me 3 days to finish, and 2 to start. I ran out of oil paints, and didn't wanna ruin my bigger canvas, so I struggled to redo my 4 am talent on a piece of cardboard covered in tape. And it sucks still, and I still can't do hair, nor bald people. So I am objectively only good at making art with a mouse now. Sooooo :[ my skills have tanked.... I can still draw with pens tho? Only bic pens and other shitty pens but..... Idc. Anyways feel free to insult me in the comments bc I will probably not remember this post and yeah)
CHAT CHAT CHAT CHAT
I HAVE LESBIAN NEWS.
THERE ARE NOW LESBIANS
YEP
LESBIANS ARE REAL
YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WOMAN.
and some of them have cocks
Don't be oblivious, one little ripple will cause a tsunami of yuri!
YO POOKIE UR IN ONE OF THOSE VIDEOS
https://youtube.com/shorts/1O6ZACAxaMs?si=2n4rnvvZHfVql9fA
@mean-girl-offical
People. I fucking love getting on vrc, putting on a pretty avi, drawing, and staring in a mirror for hours. And then someone like, joins me, and I'll talk with them for HOURS. it's genuinely better than text, call, and real life convos. SRS.
I know how you die. It's my fault. I'm not sorry because I can't stop it. If I try it happens faster. I can't stop myself from dying. From killing you. It saddens me, because I am somebody. I was something to you at some point, and for that I deserve to die.
There is no meaning of life. Just living. So I personally just live it. You live until you die. You grow until you rot. You cry until you stop. And one day you'll never close your eyes again, and when you realize it, you start enjoying the feeling. One day it'll never hurt again, so you start trying to feel it more. One day you'll never have another break up, so you stop dreading it... Until it happens.bthen you feel all of it at once. You think you've had enough, but no, you can't die, you'll never die. You're the one that lives... That gets through it, that stops crying fast, that ignores it, that lives, and you know one day you won't.
One day you'll die.
Be somebody.
Feel something.
Live another day. Please.
You don't know just how much it means to them,
To think they're the reason you're alive.
Downloaded Tumblr on my new phone just to watch 3fs, make a new blog based on my newest fiction kin(?) and doom post
Now I just need to become hellan keller and it will be complete....