All I desire right now is to make a giant vat of coffee and work through the night.
BUT NO, I MUST BE RESPONSIBLE AND DO THE SLEEP THING.
OKAY NOW LOOK AT MY FUCKING CAT.
HE IS SO GOD DAMNED CUTE.
UPDATE: I CAPTURED GODZILLA
(she’s ocd and doesn’t like people touching her)
(idk apparently I explode christmas lights from my head.)
-Oh the weather outside is weather
But the fire is so fire
Since we’ve got no place to place
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow-
and here, have a wip,
(his face is half drawn, so he looks like a special snowflake.)
I HAVE NO IDEA how I’m going to get a good scan of this, since breanna is a STUPID DUMB BUTT who left her scanner at school.
my coworker, Joyce, gave me a christmas tree. so kind. /cries
I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE UP TO, MISS NALA.
(whatever, as I speak, she’s already godzillaing it ahhhhhhhh)
"What’s your greatest struggle right now?"
“Not living my father’s life.”
my life. always.
Edvard Munch - “From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”