Hey, yall, so my little brother is going in for surgery, so I will be opening some donation based commissions. I will get prices and such out in the next few hours (hopefully)
Here is the gofundme my mother made for him
If you are able to donate or just reblog, I would appreciate it so much.
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*shivers* I need to bite him.
*foaming at the mouth, blood shot eyes, sweating and views popping*
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Pov I rembered that water color is my favorite medium.
(A Lil cute piece because I feel like javert can not handle genuine happiness and just starts crying (I am projecting))
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Omg look at what my partner made.
Cr: @mediocrecrime
( this mf saw my fuckin high Valjean drawing and knew exactly what he needed to do)
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Jvj after one bong rip
(Mr rn, also the Valjeanification process is happening to me, I am becoming nicer, want a kid, stole seventy seven tons of pure silver, and I am currently growing in a beard and at least half of the hair is white (I AM NOT OLD ENOUGH FOR THIS.))
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I feel like a back massage from jvj would cure me. I need his big meaty calloused hands to liquefy the muscles of my back.
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I am getting hammered and I will be drawing Valvert, I will report back in the morning (or in like an hour)
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Feeling sillay might arrest the mayor
("Put me down like the dog I am I can't do this anymore I WANNA TAKE IT BACK TO MY PLACE AND DO MORE THEN FREAK IT, I WONT TO LOVE IT, I WANT TO HASES IT"-Rochambeau (me) )
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*flutters my eye lashes at you*
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I am back baby
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*does a horrible fuckin blinker*
Heugh- Did you know that javert can SEE in the DARK!!!
*passes out*
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I am an ugly pug dog son Javert truther.
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A Wendy's manager saved my day ( I thought it was gonna be shit day) like Bishop Myriel saved Jean Valjean's soul
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heartbreaking: local thing has to leave the house even though it is so tired and sleepy and full of joint pain
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Nobody was meant to perceive this!!
* There will be typos I have not slept in over 24 hours*
THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ME SHIT POSTING ON MY DEAD LES MIS BLOG THAT I AM TRYING TO REVIVE (I had no faith I could actually do it) WHY ARE THERE PEOPLE HERE.
(I go on tumbler and I check my activity and I am just reminded of how much of a feral fuckin brain eating Amoeba les mis is in my hands. One thought about les mis divides Into two and so on and so forth to the point where I can't even function because I no longer have a brain and it is just a JPEG stock image of The Brick.) As pictured
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1. 2.
*grabbing javert with my bare fuckin hands and chomping down on him while I thrash my head wildly back and forth*
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Conflicted. My dad was one of the worst people in my life. He was abusive and awful, he would hit me, call me names, yell at me, threaten me, give punishments that were close to torture...and yet, despite the pain he has wrought on my life, the damage he has done, the utter pain I will forever carry with me....I miss his so much, I miss play fighting with my dad. I miss his laugh and his voice, miss looking up at him and asking my Dada to pick me up, I miss getting slushies with him, I miss going to the beach in the summer. I miss when he would hug me, and I would naïvely feel so safe. God, I miss my dad so much, but I hate him with every fiber of my being, and I am furious that I endured what I did. So no, I don't think I can choose because unfortunately, in my case, at least, there never will be a black and white answer.
Because in the end, it took me hating him and leaving him and never talking to him or seeing him to miss the him I knew when I was a child who didn't understand what he was doing was wrong. I just loved my dad, and I wish I still could.
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