I hate you.
#The holy trinity of queer agony
I feel like GLaDOS and The Narrator would get along pretty well. Maybe be friends.
And then they’d kill each other within less than 5 minutes.
Born to “haiii ^-^” forced to “”
"you've struggled with your lefts and rights your whole life! how do you suddenly understand-"
me:
I FOUND YOUR ACCOUT HAHA /not trying to be creepy I swear you just showed up on my dashboard randomly
hello!
HAII i didnt see this and also its nit creepy its nice ti see you found me
Would you like to see some magic?
Open your door.
Idk if i want to
i don't like to yuck people's yum but i have to say that my least favorite thing to come from the current state of Artists on the Internet is the idea of a sketchbook as something nice and pretty and shareable. like i love me a notebook full of gorgeous art don't get me wrong but that is NOT what a sketchbook is. a sketchbook is my friend who i carry around everywhere like a purse chihuahua. it is the physical manifestation of my notes app. it is the container into which i wring my brain out. it is my therapist. and most of all it is filled with absolutely terrible sketches that should never see the light of day.