(honk At Pretty Lady On The Sidewalk) Hey 😏 Wanna See Me Drive Straight Into That Brick Wall

romance is a social construct.

Anyway if you see this you have to reblog and tag with a delight from ur day -- even the littlest thing counts

She got bored, so she made this.

The origin story of many things, most notably, the ufo keychain you always see in my art. Where did it come from? How did it get there? Why does Caro always were a backward SnapBack like it’s 1997? All these answers and more in this mini one shot comic, Unidentified Flying Objects.

Sully may not know much about anything gender related, but he will give supporting his best friend the best shot he’s got. It’s hard to know what to do when you are just kids in a tiny town with no resources and a desperate need to keep things secret, either way, he will make sure Caro is safe, loved, and gets a chance to try on a new hat so to speak, and see what fits. It helps seeing as he’s the only openly queer person Caro knows. Stay tuned to find out how their Not A Date goes!

Caro and Sully are from my webcomic and podcast Mil-Liminal!

another sad day of being a slut in theory but not in practice💔

Nothing fills me with rage quite like seeing "no overnight visitors" on an apartment advertisement, like, who the fuck do these random landlords think they are, to deny someone the ability to host a friend or a sibling for the night, to even feel comfortable dictating the terms of a paying tenant's sex life, like seriously fuck off all the way to hell

just saw an aesthetic slideshow post of different cities in autumn one slide said "Montreal, USA" and now I need to sit down

hey. don’t cry. crush two cloves of garlic into a pot with a dollop of olive oil and stir until golden then add one can of crushed tomatoes a bit of balsamic vinegar half a tablespoon of brown sugar half a cup of grated parmesan cheese and stir for a few minutes adding a handful of fresh spinach until wilted and mix in pasta of your choice ok?