A really pissed off clown

Describe yourself, prev, or both in an emoticon

Ill go first:

:p for me

Yours was already spot on hehe

Describe yourself, prev, or both in an emoticon

Ill go first:

:p for me

Yours was already spot on hehe

AH OMG HIIIII IT IS MY NAME! IM SICK BUT SO UTTERLY OVERJOYED THAT YOU CARE ENOUGH TO GIVE ME AN ASK!

AH OMG HIIIII IT IS MY NAME! IM SICK BUT SO UTTERLY OVERJOYED THAT YOU CARE ENOUGH TO GIVE ME AN ASK!

THIS! It doesn't matter if someone is or isn't actually fat this is something so many girls (and guys) go through and no one should ever think they don't have a right ta complain they should be able ta reach out they deserve help or ta just vent without being told they don't have the right

And I'm a bigger girl but if someone skinny I know was saying that I'd be trying ta see what help they need that I can give

HAIIII, I LOVE TO TALK TO YOU!!! I'm doing pretty good, I woke up like a few minutes ago, lmao. How are you :D

it’s been a while since i made the first one, probably close to a year, so here’s part two of questions i’ve been collecting through the year to journal about

(sorry, i know these are a lot longer, but hey! they’re more detailed!)

if your soul had a scent, what would it be?

what color do your thoughts turn when you think of the people you love?

what household object would you most like to befriend if it was animate?

if your laughter was a texture, what would it feel like?

if you could hug one person one more time, who would it be and why?

if your home had a personality, what would it be like? (if you don’t have a home, imagine your future one)

what is your comfort item? does it have a personality? 

what is your favorite type of physical touch? 

if you have a love language, what is it? how would someone best serve that? 

would you ever dye your hair? what color? get specific. 

what sound makes you feel like you’ve come back to yourself?

if kindness toward yourself could take a physical form, what would it be? (think an object or small creature that fallows you around)

imagine your soul has a weather pattern, a personal sky of your own. What is today’s sky like?

if your inner self could rearrange a room to perfectly suit you, what would it be like?

pour yourself a cup of comfort. what does it taste like? feel like?

what do you do or wish someone would do for you on your saddest days?

what weather most reflect who you are?

even if you don’t believe in auras, what would yours be like color wise?

fuzzy socks or slippers?