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It’s mostly a base bec I want to start an ask blog but can’t find characters I’m particularly attached to ;-;
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I STARTED A SHITTY ASK BLOG AAAAAA
It’s mostly a base bec I want to start an ask blog but can’t find characters I’m particularly attached to ;-;
It’s insane that the song ‘How bad can I be?’ from the Lorax accurately describes politicians, society and the economy nowadays while still incorporating it into an easy to understand family film plot. Listen to the lyrics closely next time you hear it. Apply that to (almost) any politician and you’ve got yourself an easy way to explain our corrupted fractured society to a five year old.
Shit! Why didn't we think of this sooner! #nogood #reallybad (You know I try not to go political but I saw this and just thought it was hilarious. Oh is that all we have to do?)
My god. You have me singing in the car again, belting out lyrics, tears of gratitude on my face. You have me smiling at the simplest things, and laughing louder than my lungs can handle. You have me finding the beauty in even just the simplest things. Finding the beauty in myself. In all the parts that have filled with darkness. You have found my spark and put it back in my eye. I thought i would never write again, never find the words. Nothing was beautiful enough to reignite the fire in my chest. Nothing until you. You, you, you. You bought me back to life. But now my soul is full of beautiful words and magic. My heart is beating in my chest and my lungs are full again. I keep showing you the darkness in my soul, expecting you to turn and run. But you dont, you keep making it beautiful, creating flower beds and openings in the sky where the light flows through into my graveyard of scars and bad memories. I have only known you a short time, but oh my, you have filled in all of my holes with kind words and beautiful smiles. Since I met you i have been falling, hurtling faster and faster, all the broken parts of myself hurtling towards one another, falling back together into one big beautiful disaster. And even though i am afraid of heights, i dont care. I will continue to fall. Into you. Ill be your beautiful disaster. So thank you. Thank you. Thank you. For i am awake, and alive again. All because of you.
You. You came along, and you changed everything.
A terrible comic I made
I think I’m losing it :)
Long Face He left because of the horrible jokes.
hi this is my ugly art