Today my Advanced Clinical Pathology professor trailed off in the middle of class and said, “If I seem distracted, it’s because last night I was talking with a friend and she asked ‘Who’s that chick in Titanic?’ but all I heard was ‘Chicken Titanic,’ and ever since then I’ve been thinking about a chicken on the bow of the Titanic like Kate Winslet, wings held high. It’s all I can think about.”
i almost never do vent art, much less post it but man, i have been feeling bummed out recently
finished gideon the ninth. losing it over the concept of harrow as BOTH hector and achilles. like
- born to be the greatest at what you do due to string-pulling from adults or gods. one half of a pair left while the other is gone for your sake
- last hope of a dying house and thus very stressed
35 Portland Row
Did u see horan crash dvd’s interview bahahaha 🫶🏽
Lindsey catcalled her to get her attention lmfao
i deal so incredibly well with change!!! my natural reaction to it is just so positive!!!! i really take it in stride!!! i don't even give myself migraines and gastrointestinal issues and night terrors!!!!
I get so excited when I hear someone naturally say "squoze" as the past tense for "squeeze".
i'm sorry but language-wise we gotta start moving things along. English has been around for 15 centuries and still barely scrapes a couple hundred irregular verbs. for starters i propose the past form of "slice" should be "sloce"
As gen-AI becomes more normalized (Chappell Roan encouraging it, grifters on the rise, young artists using it), I wanna express how I will never turn to it because it fundamentally bores me to my core. There is no reason for me to want to use gen-AI because I will never want to give up my autonomy in creating art. I never want to become reliant on an inhuman object for expression, least of all if that object is created and controlled by tech companies. I draw not because I want a drawing but because I love the process of drawing. So even in a future where everyone’s accepted it, I’m never gonna sway on this.
broooooo ahaha that's so epic. do you mind if i grow fond of you
sometimes i feel like im climing up this incline again alone but thankully sisypus and the itsy bitsy spider and here with me
I just sat bolt upright in bed after realizing It’s the last supper. THE DINNER PARTY FOR THE FIFTH IS THE LAST SUPPER. Do you know how many fucking times I’ve read tlt and I just clocked this? I’m too stupid to live.