I'm going to win artfight

Art sideblog ^ contains lots of pretty girls

HIJK is not my personal favorite part of the alphabet song but i appreciate the artistry. it is the sort of labored uphill climb that lends itself to the free downhill spillage of LMNOP. each letter is like an effortful punctuation of an iron pick into the mountain side as you hoist your way up. you can almost hear the shrill of each strike chafing

i've got the kind of eyebags that make people in movies say 'you look like hell, detective. go home.'

so fucking stupid that shaving doesn't make the hair stop growing there. i told you to stop that

so fucking stupid that shaving doesn't make the hair stop growing there. i told you to stop that

just saw a pigeon doing the puffed up courtship dance thing to another pigeon, and as he was strutting around he suddenly stopped for a split second to do a very brief preen-peck at his own side, then returned to the strutting around. and i surprised myself by instantly losing respect for the male pigeon in that moment, like come on man i appreciate you had an itch or whatever but how is she supposed to feel special when you're getting distracted by bullshit like that? which on reflection i don't endorse, i mean those are pretty harsh dating norms i'm imposing on these pigeons, from a total outsider perspective, for no reason. probably not all girl pigeons are as uptight about that sort of thing as i would apparently be if i was a girl pigeon, maybe she even found it endearing who knows, i don't know her. it's none of my business really. sorry pigeons.

I am chronically online but not in a way that keeps me informed #mybubble

posting on tumblr is risky because there's always a chance that your diary will undergo peer review

right before you have major life commitments is the perfect time to get into a new fandom

i dont care if Monday's lit. Tuesday Wednesday touch my clit. Thursday i don't give a shit. it's Friday I'm in love