David Axelbank ✵ Globe thistles by night flash
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Jules of Nature
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Not today Justin

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One Nice Bug Per Day
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David Axelbank ✵ Globe thistles by night flash
Me: Oh damn, this character had a glow-up!
The character: [visibly more unkempt, disheveled, frightened and covered in cuts and bruises.]
hey. take a moment and think about Your Guy scrunching his nose when he laughs
having absolutely normal feelings at a reasonable volume about this life/career transition
There was a young man from Peru
Whose limericks stopped at line two
There once was a man from Verdun
There once was a man from the sticks Whose limericks stopped at line six. They were fine till line five Then they took quite a dive — But the problem is easy to fix If you just ignore the last line, it doesn't even follow the rhyme scheme oh god I've really lost control of this thing I'm so sorry...
There once was a man
From Cork who got limericks
And haiku confused.
There once was a man from the sticks
Who liked to compose limericks
But he failed at the sport
Because he wrote them too short
@limerickshere
There once was a fellow named Dan, Whose poetry never would scan. When told this was so, He replied, "Yes, I know-- It's because I try to squeeze as many syllables into the last line as I possibly can."
On Tumblr did lasses and lads Their way with fail poetry had. You're having your fun But you're fooling no one - It takes skill to do something this bad.
my name is cow
and when i see
this tumblr post
it gives me glee
i think real hard
for words to pick
so i can fail
at limerick
There once was a [person] from [place],
Whose [body part] was [special case].
When [event] would occur,
It would cause [him or her]
To violate [law of time/space].
There's a picture out there of a really famous author holding a local magazine with my art on the cover and I feel shitty about it because my work got run through AI to "edit" it for the cover and I'm too mad about that part to be okay with it
T-shirt that says "I'M SORRY FOR THE PERSON I BECOME WHEN I'M OVERHEATED"
the thing about being bullied for being weird as a kid is that even if you've always embraced being weird your brain is still always looking for the line where it's too much. you can be as proudly and intentionally weird as you want and you can love being weird but your mind is still convinced there's a point where you get too weird and people start treating you like a weird looking bug again. also it feels like you reach that point 500 times a day even if everyone you've spoken to today found you pleasant and likable and even if you're completely alone in your house with nobody looking at you at all.
Love character relationships that can only be described as "whatever the fuck these two have going on"
Favorite bird genre has got to be 'that's literally just a dinosaur'
Groove-Billed Ani
Hoatzin
Pheasant Coucal
Now you see, I’ve watched enough cartoons to know that this square of the carpet is on a separate animation cell from the background & therefore something funky will happen if I step on it. You won’t catch me making a rookie mistake like that no sir!
Did you step on it?
I forgot it was there & stepped on it, plummeting through the concealed trapdoor into the cellars. Please send help.
Help it’s on its way!
By the way, are the bricks all the same colour?
I can’t see anything! It’s pitch black down here. All that’s visible is my eyes.
Just make sure there isn’t a second, more dangerous pair of eyes somewhere around yours
Uh oh!!
*kicking my feet n giggling* you're kinda scary
and so what if I get incredibly horny when people are covered in blood? as if it's my fault
they dont tell you this but you carry your upset younger self in you like a parasitic twin
sleepy lil bab wakes up, meows a bit, and then goes back to sleeb
Stopped dressing as femme and instead kind of like a douchebag and now women are throwing it at me
Women want one thing and its Guile from street fighter