me, as a child lining up stuff in rows: now this is how you have fun

soon: comfy sweaters, hot beverages in cups, leaves crunching under your feet, drops of rain against the window, reading your book in bed

my singing voice is good for showers and mornings in the kitchen and drunken nights and lullabies for babies who need sleep and im okay with this

i think it’s silly to be ashamed of your art because it’s not in a museum and of your voice because it’s not selling out stadiums. there will always be people who enjoy and appreciate what you can do.

Idk why but this hit me really hard and I’ve been staring at it for a couple minutes.

Sharing this with someone special would make me incredibly happy!

See the source for the whole comic, it’s brilliant.

Having children and a live in household manager/maid is 99% off the reason why hetero men get married.

That’s me at Target.