I Have Decided To Return To The Woods Barefoot In The Moonlight.

All monsters be respawning tonight

Oh my gyatt chat, my A03 invitation should arrive in 9 days!!! I can't wate to finally start writing, I have a draft for a chapter but right now all I can post on is wwatpad like a fking caveman :(

Chat its 1:30 AM and I need to cry but allso shriek at the moon like a possum allso take multiple more melatonin

I hate jk Rowling so much. Like "ooo cool magic book with queer coding, I wonder who made it!" .... "fuck"

THANK YOU

I stumbled upon a website that allows you to blend any colors evenly no matter how opposite on the spectrum they are.

sharing the knowledge

very helpful art resource

(Very oblivious) brother: lady's first

Me: STRANGLE THE CHILD

Sorry to say but to me this is about fidauther

[looking at a canon/fan ship] yeah theres no romantic explanation for this sorryyy :3c people who are romantic dont look at each other like that wow they are such good friends/qpps!! do you think they hold hands and keep an eye out for each other and hug? do you think they text each other every day reminding each other to eat? childhood crushes to friends am i right :D

Alpha male podcasts are so gay. Like why you hate women so much? Because you love MEN

How do I un-meli my tonin

TFW you played Stardew valley till 12, took your meds with a sip of soda, and now have to do two pages of work that are due tomorrow :)

Our local newspaper ran a story about the legendary graffiti artist who recently passed away and. Literally everything about it is fucking insane. I'm insane about it.

So this guy has been extremely active for around fifteen years, during which he spread these beautiful, high quality pieces all over the country, way over a thousand of his standard signature, and probably thousands more. He did completely batshit stuff like literally spray painting an entire train from top to bottom or leaving his signature at the top of a 600ft tall overpass and this whole time, only five people from his crew know who he really is. To everyone else it's a complete mystery.

And then he dies at the age of 35. A few weeks after his death, his crew shows up at his completely unassuming parents' doorstep, reveals who they are and asks if they can host a memorial exhibition of his art.

Turns out, this dude has been leading an insane double life. In the daytime he was a meek little office worker with a partially paralyzed arm and no social life to speak of. In the nighttime he was a fucking legend. Not only did he climb that fucking 600ft overpass, he did it WITH A PHYSICAL DISABILITY. THE MADLAD. And throughout the entire time, fifteen years, he got caught once. ONCE. HE DID ALL THAT UNNOTICED. THAT'S INSANE.