fuck

have you considered being like a mother to your actual fucking children

they're hanging out

LOG NUMBER: 101

“I brought the Captain to Exhibit D. I don’t know if they have ever seen vegetation or plant life. I personally haven’t, so it surprised the both of us when it was covered in Poacae. Also known as grass. Besides that there was also some sort of floral growth. Pink in colour, species unknown. Then the captain did something odd, they picked a few by the stems and began intertwining them. More oddly, they then proceeded to put it on my head. “Flower crown” they signed with their hands. When did they learn to do this? And why did they seem so…sad?”

LOG END-

How it feels whenever people interact with my fics

they should hang out

My little guy I missed you SO much

can yuo imagine being some fucking nuclear family visiting some socal tourist trap for the summer and you and your conservative stick figure bumper sticker ass family have a nice sit-in meal at the panda express only to leave the restaurant and theres just these primary colored-haired queers crying and then giving each other the nastiest wettest most tearful pitiful turbo white boy kisses in the middle of the parking lot like RIGHT in front of your minivan

the funnies thought i had, what if, even after adam passed away

he never saw his family again! even on heaven!

throwing corn at a mountain face would fix me I think

miscellaneous cotl art

ahee hee giggle

my touys that i knock together and they make plastic noises

people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets

still breathing