me, opening a conversation and foregoing a greeting: you know who i hate

if Humpty Dumpty ever stopped being in danger then he would lose his identity & go insane

many of you seem to live like this

actually i’ve done a lot of work on myself since we last spoke and i wanted to tell you to go fuck yourself and that i hope you die

imagine you're an actor on black sails. you're just some random dude from australia or america doing shitty acting jobs (or royalty/maggie smiths son). then you get a part in this big pirate show. you get dumped in south africa and you're kind of just stuck there for four years. you spend it obsessively rehearsing and delivering the best performances of any of your lives in arguably one of the craziest stories ever told. then afterwards you go back to america or australia or england and for the rest of your life play side characters in like. The Flash and Umbrella Academy. or narrate pirate smut audiobooks. Crazy

many people ask 'how do i know my art is good enough to start a comic'. this is a very common mistake. you do not make a comic to make good art you make comics because its fun and looked yummy

me when i improve the skill by (checks notes) not doing it so no one sees me doing it badly

Reblog this and tell me what was your biggest crying over a piece of fiction. You can be vague if you don't want to spoil.

"this is unbecoming of me" is genuinely a useful thing to have in your mental toolbox

...not sure "clear boundary" is possible in such a tiny room, or that the two-inch increase in space between bed and desk is all that meaningful, but layout 1 is the only one that wouldn't drive me crazy.

Layout 2 would be a massive pain to change the sheets, and there's no space for a nightstand. Also, any adjusting of the window would mean having to climb on the bed. Layout 1 wins for me just because of that.

im like anthony bourdain if he didnt go anywhere or eat any good food and was broke