"stop muttering to yourself" i'm performing a one man play to a one man audience, i just found out the wife was secretly pregnant from ivf and was having a lesbian affair with the doctor. you stay out of it, this is art.
tried to pop my ankle and it make the sound of a stone-fruit being torn in twain. peculiar times
officer, put that guy on e.
i need to get more autistic on here, what ive been doing so far is not enough, i need to infodump
[twirls my hair and sighs longingly] i want a sparring partner
Realizing I never posted this sketch of my new little dude, Weedpatch. They're a dumbass solenodon. They like toxins and their dream is eat dirt.
at times i find myself pacing in circles and muttering about the spacetime continuum and im like wow…i am not subverting autism stereotypes
i do not want to be actually famous at all but there are like three aspects of fame that i want
people to obsess over stuff i make
interviews where i can talk about the stuff i make
rpf about me
they should invent a magical girl wand that makes you chill tf out
hey, [puts my hand on your shoulder, nods solemnly] get a lip piercing.
The day I learn to :3 irl is the day the whole world bends to my will