OR YANNO I MUST’VE REMOVED IT AT ONE POINT I GUESS. DAMN.
I’m kinda sad because I went to the store but I forgot to get froot loops like I wanted because when I was in the store I got really scared and I couldn’t think of what I needed to do because it was scary but I dunno why :(
when they engraved our(at least, my) wedding ring they included the ‘ after our date so the whole thing reads ‘cuz i love you the most / 11/01/19′ and im trying to decide how i feel about it
the credits have ruby’s canon height
i have been blessed
I saw a prompt the other day where someone wanted to RP a minecraft bee.
But like. With a dick and boobs.
And that’s just. Stuck with me. Whenever I am not consciously thinking of something, my brain is just like ‘Yea someone wants to porn the bee’.
And I just gotta live with that, y’know? I gotta live with that knowledge.
((Me completely forgetting to actually note on the about what Francesca’s Crest does.))
hi *kicks leg up* it’s 2019 and i made a house of anubis blog
mmmmm we love it when tumblr ghosts my art posts and decides to not put it in the tags I deliberately tag it in
aoiehfoqehtoqiht i was so salty @ tumblr bc an edit i made didn’t turn up in the tag and i’ve just re-looked now and i just did not spell any words correctly i am how they say a dumbass
Omg I just realized that you have to turn on your ask box… woooow
My teacher who knows I’ve had top surgery called me she in front of the whole class the fuck??
Hey I just added a neat lil’ button to my tumblr below the links that will allow you to “buy me a coffee,” aka send me a smol chunk o’change in case you are ever feeling generous or want a way to support me but don’t want/cant afford a commission. Just so ya know ;)
I actually feel… Less terrible about myself and less riddled with an anxious sense of worthlessness. Good to know this journal is actually serving the purpose I created it for.
Does that count as productive? Does this belong under the tag as something I learnt today? Ah well
i forgot to add the link back to dannys blog fuck