bung

I can smell the poison in my goblet but I lowkey don't even care anymore

oooouughggh I have a really bad headache I need to look at my screen more it's the only thing that soothes me

tomorrow i'll be crazy normal. everyone will be shocked.

whtever idec about website (tears in my eyes)

You are not "three apples tall" bitch you are an evil ghoul and you are tall as fuck

I will never be accepted into the greater artist community until I learn to love the acrylic charm. Yes master the American social media artist selling mass produced acrylic charms with their own digital design printed upon it is the most exploited proletariat in the world. No master I will never ever learn about the exploitation of global south workers. Yes master the acrylic charm was spontaneously generated as soon as the Artist paid a completely arbitrary fee. No master the Artist is the only person who matters

A mid-sized western art youtuber can hire a team to design a plushie, have that plushie manufactured in a South Asian country, get it shipped to America, and sell it for 30 dollars. And this is just some arbitrary number with no geopolitical context and if you, the Consumer, think it's too expensive. Then you are Starving The Artist, the poor poor prole who can't afford to eat but can, somehow, afford to use the labor of 400 Bengali women to make a plushie of a frog wearing stockings.

[guy confused about lesbian relationship voice]: okay ... so which one only tells lies?

come back my scarab

please come back my scarab

i,m so fuckign sorryy my scarab

i sat my white ass down and got tortured