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I got a new Tumblr and a Twitter. Direct message me for either.

What’s up, scumbags?

All social media that involves other people is unbelievably exhausting.

You see, I shouldn't be on any social media because it would just devolve into me posting all the lyrics from that one Blind Melon song.

Me Meeting Picasso's Ghost: Draw my fursona.

Butts

What if I just treat my tumblr like I'm on a wise-cracking talk show? "Well, this reblog is going to get yer panties wet. I know it got mine SOAKING" "Today, we are going to address the dangers of SOY SAUCE" (Or rather my crazy mixed up feelings over it) "Alriiiiiiight here's my OUTFIT OF THE WEEK" Nah, too subtle. You see, I've learned to stop asking.

If your phone dies, and then you die, does it come back with you if you come back as a ghost?

Oh wow hi Tumblr. You always seem to find me when I'm on the edge of- MYSELF *tears off clothes to reveal a leather jacket and sunglasses, while back-flipping onto a motorcycle which takes off into an American flag sunset* Hi guys. I'm Rald. I'm climbing out of my whole, and I'm way over myself. How the fuck are you?

The only consistent thing in my life is how much I listen to Weird Al.