God Works Hard, But I Work Harder

This life is a monotonous cycle of suffering. I arise each morning exhausted to spend the day with unpleasant company doing unpleasant work. I return home only to suffer through more numbing work, and it matters not whether I have the time to enjoy myself, for I am too tired to do much more. It repeats day after day, week after week, with only a small pause, a brief reprieve, to give me a taste of what I cannot have. A taunting, teasing, reprieve. Not long enough to offer me the salvation I long for, only just enough to keep me going. Keeping me trapped in the cycle, keeping me conscious through the punishment.

I'd like to see you try and make me drink water I enjoy being as dehydrated as a 5 month old craisin

If you see this, you have to drink a glass of water.

Don’t you dare come back without drinking a glass of water.

Reblog it with a comment “DONE!” only if you drank a glass of water

"Isn't it so pretty?" -Libra

Reblog this and put your zodiac sign, whether you prefer the ocean or the woods, coffee or tea, sunrise or sunset, dragons or monsters, and pink or blue.

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Electric Kazoo

Them!

i would let nyo america step on me then thank her

When I first drew this a year ago, it took me well over an hour and I remember being so proud of the results. One year later, it took me a little over 15 minutes to sketch this out. Very proud of how far I've come :>

Ayyy just an ace girl I drew

Alfred: let's play 21 questions you start

Ivan: uhh what's your favorite color

Alfred: triangle, do you like men

"It's all gonna be okay" -Taurus