you know i was able to hold myself down quite calmly until you reminded me the website is updating, and now i'm struggling with myself
it feels like i put myself in a straight jacket of sorts. BWAH
(i say thing jokingly, BUT I AM THERE WITH YOU I FEEL PHYSICALLY ILL FROM THE EXCITEMENT IM JUST. AUGH) god save us all for when it drops
im so normal.... im so sane.... auahhhhhahh
we're going to collectively lose our absolute marbles ouagh. actual image of us all rn:
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I went skating today and while skating I did a lot of “people watching”, so I came home and drew this. :) Gohan and Piccolo enjoying some winter time activities! Gohan’s rubbing his mittens together ‘cause his hands are cold :’D Also Piccolo doesn’t actually get cold apparently (according to comments he made when the Z-gang was trying to find Dr. Gero’s lab) so the cape (sans shoulder pads) is for aesthetic :)
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honestly as someone who is really isolated post-covid, I have to reiterate just how much impact kind retail workers have on someone’s life.
like it just fucking…I haven’t been out of the house in weeks, you know??? and today I was met with kindness several times, and it just makes such a difference in a scary world when the contact you have with humainty is workers who get treated so shittily and still have patience for disabled people who take a long time to find their scripts or their card like…it just really has an impact.
please know that 💛💛
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I think I should start drawing Bloody Crow even more feral actually.
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Miley Cyrus is thirty,
and I used to think that sounded old
but now it just sounds thirty.
Hannah Montana was my first
pop icon—or obsession.
I remember my shoes, my shirts
with her teenage face printed on
with that flimsy wig—I wanted one
just like it, or of my own.
Just wanted to be
someone different
and older.
And I'm twenty-four now
and I still haven't dyed my hair blonde.
Still a redhead, I'm afraid,
but that made my dead grandmother
very proud.
I remember that 3D concert movie
in third grade premiering in theaters.
You know I wore my favorite shoes to it.
I had to. How could I go out
to the live Hannah Montana experience
without those dirty white sneakers
with a cheap gold paint?
My prized possessions.
And she sang the first song she ever wrote,
"I Miss You," for her grandfather,
and I just thought: Wow, what a big
girl, who can do so much,
make her own music,
sing it in front of millions,
and who has experienced
so much. Now it seems
like not all that much to me.
When Meet Miley Cyrus came out
as a double-album with Hannah Montana 2,
you know I was blasting it in my bedroom,
singing and dancing to those songs
like I wrote 'em. Like they were mine.
I suppose they still are,
and so were Bangerz and Dead Petz for me in high school,
and Younger Now when I was eighteen,
a legal adult but a little baby,
but supposedly not "stuck in East
Northumberland High for the rest of my life"—
I guess people do change. But did I really?
And did Miley really? Surely she did,
she has, over and over again.
Changed genres, sounds, and looks.
Supposedly so have I. I wear bras now,
at least when I go out in public, but
Miley also taught me what
nipple pasties are.
You see? She's an icon,
a legend and an educator,
a role model but never wanted to be one,
was never old enough to be one when she was forced to be.
Miley Cyrus is thirty,
and I'm twenty-four.
Now she says we used to be young.
Can't deny that that's true.
The years go by, though, and we're
still in our same skins, with
new cells, with
changed voices, but still
singing.
"Miley Cyrus is Thirty" - an ekphrastic free verse of "Used to be Young" (2023) by Miley Cyrus, written 8/26/2023
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