All the goobness

never met a sentence i couldn't make incredibly long

And now it must be said, as many numerous things often must be, in great volume and variance breaching topics that are near enough to innumerable and certainly beyond the measure of counting, that just as anyone lucky enough to find themselves in posession of thoughts miraculously appearing in their waking mind fully-formed upon conception, both clear and concise, blessed as they are with a mastery of their language sufficient to express oneself with brevity, it is so that with equal frequency I find that I am cursed with a wholly opposing nature: to take that which is brief and succinct, simple and straightforward, and somehow find it within myself instinctive to stretch those very same thoughts and words so remarkably thin across the page that the length of any given sentence may very well rival that of a modest novel, taking any poor and pitiable reader several deep breaths to recite out loud- or, perhaps in the case of one equally blessed to be of great, strong lungs and a determined air- merely the rather long and arduous effort of enduring it.

this one kinda hurts when i see it every pride month. im glad to see an art piece of mine still circulating, and with nearly 100,000 notes too! it just hurts that im separated from it. everyone in the notes thinks im gone. im still here, but my potential community and connection is lost because im forgotten in place of the art. yeah, my deactivated profile does add to the profoundness of what i was saying, but i am still removed.

For those who don't know: Ikumi Nakamura is the woman who was senior artist on Bayonetta, and designed the titular character along with Hideki Kamiya. Their greatest moment of bonding was over their insistence that Bayonetta keep her glasses on at all times. Nakamura cannot go to horny jail. She is the warden.

Happy pride month to her and her exclusively

happy pride

wdym where's my halo? you don't need a halo to be an angel, and i clearly am look at my beautiful holy wings.. wdym they're covered in soot and brimstone? you can't say mean things like that to an angel like me! they're literally radiant and pretty??? wdym "what about your cartoonish succubus tail?" that's literally my fucking angel... thing.. it's got a heart on the end ur not working with me here wdym wdym

*flutters my wings indignantly in a way that makes my boobs bounce* ur all just jealous of my angel thing

Being critical of your interests is sooooo fun when you have the critic gene & then you sound kind of insane to the average tv watcher when you're like "this is my favorite show, It's Racist" & then you try to clarify what you mean & get that [Speech (legendary) - FAILURE] "the racism is really interesting though"

[Speech (legendary) - SUCCESS] I find the sociopolitical context of pulpy old sci-fi born circa the civil rights movement really fascinating to analyze especially when it was progressive for its time but still reveals the writers' unexamined biases in the subtext