robot: take a dab
person off screen: nah I'm chillin'
robot: pu-Ssy *angry noises*
robot: take a dab
person off screen: nah I'm chillin'
robot: pu-Ssy *angry noises*
If y'all promise to be nice, I could share my first song wip here if you want
Okay, have at it
Came Back Wrong from the gocey store
Various stars & moon details from my gouache paintings 🌙✨
not everyone is either butch or femme actually. That's a false dykeotomy.
This is because everything in my life requires work:
All requires some aspect of work for me.
And when everything in your life requires work, your balance goes out the window.
If you're neurodivergent and overwhelmed — I see you.
If you're chronically ill and overwhelmed — I see you.
You're not dysfunctional.
You're not incapable.
You're doing your best.
If you're poly then all of them are werewolves
Reblog to give a hug, a forehead kiss, and a grilled cheese cut diagonal to the person you reblogged it from.
Biggest failing of the internet is that in order to be vibing with my friends I have to actually be talking to them. I socialize like a cat I just show affection by sitting next to you. Ily but sometimes I have Nothing to say. Not a damn thing going on in my head
I don't want to "have" a "conversation" I want to peel an orange and share it with you
So close... Working on the last scarf for the sale on Tuesday, but they have to be done, tagged, and turned in by Monday to the ERG.