Hi brain, you obstinate fucker. I drank the clear splashy stuff. I ate the green things. I went under that bright fucker up there. I did the thing with the moving and sweating and whatnot. Now make the happy chemical, you lump of fuck.
I dedicate this picture to one very tired argentinian dad I saw this morning
mans a cannibal but just couldn’t digest the grimace shake
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shout out to ace and aro kids who are constantly bombarded with the opinion that sex and romantic love are directly connected to living a happy life.
Watching something about conspiracy theories like:
-that’s nazi propaganda
-that’s been proven to be not true
-you might be on to something, but you need to bring it back about two or three notches
Just saw someone describe pregnancy as body horror and I have never felt more understood.
He’s a dad. Boogie Woogie Woogie.
The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.
I'm never 100% sure how Tumblr worksMy actual activity is rare at best, for now. I'm mostly here to look at other people's stuff and get ideas for drawings and the like...
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