When I die spread my ashes at Comic Con because that’s probably the only way I’ll ever get there.
i want to get so good at giving sly digs that you dont even realize i insulted you until like a week later when you randomly start crying while eating breakfast
somebody told me that you made a text post that looked like a text post i made in february of last year
This guy in my art class forgot his paint brush so he just cut off a chunk of his hair and taped it to a pencil.
I feel like he has more commitment to fine art than I do.