#fake talent

[852pancakes]

We were told to draw an eye in art class. Enjoy. (Also, this is my first drawing w/o reference in a gajillion years so be proud)

[mildpartypuppys]

[TEXT FAKE-TALENT]: Ishimaru I think I just found a corpse help-

[Text: Memory-kun] Tu ment! Je ne frappez-vous pas! Vous ête me déchirer à part, Lisa! {You’re lying! I never hit you! You are tearing me apart, Lisa!}

[mildpartypuppys]

"May I see you at my dorm after class?" { fake-talent }

This chick again? Ugh what now. “…Sure, fine, whatever. Don’t expect me to get there fast. I gotta find it first an’ I walk slow as fuck, for obvious reasons.”

[mildpartypuppys]

"...Your Dating a box?" { fake-talent }

“…He’s not a box, a-and we’re not dating.”

[mildpartypuppys]

"Could you direct me to the dorms?" { fake-talent }

“Absolutely. Just follow me,” Ishimaru nodded, then turned and started marching off.

[9secretsigns]

how bout

at the next music awards show we have a live performance of iggy azalea freestyling as katy perry dances and put all this fantasy to rest for good

[strawhat-strongarms]

Just a shitty poem (dont read it)

Stabs in the back don't hurt

Just like you spitting in my face

I need to sever all ties

Just leave everything behind

Shroud myself in darkness

And forget everything

Crawl into the darkest hole

Forget what light feels like

Get used to the cold

Let my arms bleed out

Shrivel up and die

Forget love and caring

Remember sadness and despair

[haikudave]

Five Haiku

Put words together Make them rhyme some of the time Boom! You're an artist.

Gently kneading dough Making fresh bread for breakfast Smell reaching each bed.

Breaking up soil Getting it ready for seed Hard working farmer.

Mischievous boy Ties many shoes together Planning his next prank.

Baking in the sun Hope to turn a golden brown Turn bright pink instead.