I Want A Burger And A Shake From 5 Guys But Unfortunately I Don't Have $59.95

the last couple of days I've been noticing way more buds than usual on the branches of trees and bushes. I think something big is about to happen

Direct byproduct of being neurodivergent and growing up isolated from your peergroup is having no idea when it's appropriate to define someone as your friend

malls are dying because they don't have blacksmith, apothecary, alehouse or peddler's

FEEL THE RAIN ON YOUR SKIN NO ONE ELSE CAN FEEL IT FOR YOU ONLY YOU CAN LET IT IN NO ONE ELSE NO ONE ELSE CAN SPEAK THE WORDS ON YOUR LIPS

“and the universe said…”

Memory foam? Nah son, my mattress is made out of memory loam. The rich, soft earth that never forgets who has once tread upon it.

I mean yeah I sleep face-down in the dirt. Why do you care.

i fucking hate my brain it wants to do so many things and it cant even focus on one of them. like its like "start an rpgmaker game!" "no, you should learn godot!" "what about your 3d models on blender??" "but you have that comic to work on!!" "you should also just draw more things in general" and im like SHUT UUUUPPP it feels like this

from “baths”, 1987.

let's get burgers 50 "stink"

Btw I beat Watcher for the 1st ending! Can't wait to start on the 2nd, but instead of playing, I sat and drew some no-Watcher-spoiler doodle(?) to selebrate

Slugcats still cats. They can't overcome an urge to rest on a raise of the sun:>

They deserve some rest after what they came through