#floaty shit

[owlcatchyoul8r]

Pro Tip:  Draw giant flower bouquets to hide arms and hands so you don’t have to draw them  ＿ﾉ乙(､ﾝ､)_

[nadineblogs-archived]

This started out as colour practice then turned into something else.

I don’t know what but it exists now so yeah.

Redbubble: http://www.redbubble.com/people/thechosenone101/works/25342294-floating?p=poster&finish=semi_gloss&size=medium

[vitamin-zeeth]

everybody go listen to Duvet by Bôa right fucking now it physically relaxes you so goddamned much

[colorsofthewand]

wren: what if this happens and you die and I fall into a coma and by 'space' i mean i think i am in space but i really am in a coma and then i die in space in the coma but also in real life and for the whole afterlife i think i went to space but i really didn't

anne: well of course it would all be in your head...but why on earth would that mean that it wasn't real?

[colorsofthewand]

anne: you and i are driving off a cliff though

wren: oh yeah...or i die in space

anne: you aren't dying in space

wren: i'll be in space for a year so i can die a year after you

anne: no

wren: you'll be dead its fine

anne: okay i guess if you can rig it go ahead

wren: thanks for your support

wren: you can watch from the afterlife

anne: as long as you make the dive off the cliff with me

anne: i don't care if you hit the water

anne: we will shake hands mid air

wren: and high five

anne: yeah and touch each other's butts real fast

anne: one last time

wren: one last time

anne: and you will jet pack to space

wren: oh also while taking a bullet for someone

anne: we'll bring bradshaw too

wren: of course

anne: and he'll try to shoot us both and we will both take the bullet for the other

wren: okay sounds good

[colorsofthewand]

wren: you are one year older than me that means you die one year before me

wren: that's how birth and death work

anne: that's not how it works

wren: yes it is

wren: known fact i'm a scientist

[colorsofthewand]

discussing our deaths

anne: IM PLANNIN ON EITHER DYING LAST OR TAKING ALL YOU BITCHES WITH ME

wren: how dare you

wren: don't you want people at your funeral?

wren: we are the only people you know

anne: fuck you

anne: but you have a good point

[colorsofthewand]

what the fuck