Every now and again i scroll back through my own blog so i can remember the fact that.. "oh. Damn, i fr just *am* like that it is not a bit" and then shove it back into the deep recesses of my mind and go about my day
Briefly looking at a low quality image of a constellation and getting hit with THE URGES of my childhood hyper fixation(?) and i cannot do literally anything else except return to it RIGHT NOW or i die instantly
Oh damn i just ran out of grandparents :/
One shot ocs bc i felt like drawing angel yuri
"just like talking on the phone with a real person" holy shit we really is live in a futuristic dystopia now
Mmmmmmdiirhriiwjrhriidjwnbeiriejjrjrjjjr
Is it wrong to eat fistfuls of salt?
Art block demolished 💪💪💪
Came out more twinkified thwn i was wanting but idgaf
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