NWOS WILL BE REAL IN LATE 2026

this grave keeper edible aint shit

Sally sells #clockwork by the sea shore.

seeing support for lazy eye in any form is so fucking rare and it bums me out. shoutout to people who have a constant lazy eye. shoutout to people who have an occasional lazy eye. shoutout to people who have both eyes that are lazy. shoutout to people who are somewhere in between, a mix, or have a lazy eye in an entirely new way or in a way that is hard to describe. i love you. you don't look stupid, you don't look unattractive. you are beautiful as you are, and anyone who sees you lesser for this isn't worth your time.

The fastest way to accomplish The Project is to cease being afraid of The Project. The Project cannot maim you. The Project cannot kill you. The Project is more afraid of you than you are of it. It is okay if The Project turns out differently from how it was in your head, and it is okay if it has flaws. You are capable of engaging with The Project.

let's reintroduce "rude" to the lexicon no that person is not evil or morally bankrupt or even your enemy they're just being rude

drawings are secretly the enemy because they start off very nice and unassuming but then when they're about 80% done they start emanating a malevolent aura that makes finishing them the scariest activity you can imagine

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

There is no drug on earth that can replicate the absolute euphoria of hitting a writing flow state at 2:00 AM. You aren’t even typing anymore. You are a vessel. You are a channel for the gods. The characters are speaking directly into your brain and you’re just the stenographer trying to keep up. You feel like you could fight a bear. You feel like you invented the alphabet

every friend group has a corpse in it. if you think yours doesn't, YOU'RE the corpse.