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“Who needs a busboy now that you’ve got the chef?” ❤️‍🔥🫦

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She was poetry, but he couldn’t read.”

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my burden to bear is really craving a grapefruit but also knowing it could mess with my antidepressants

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Comic based off of @musashi’s video essay on Franziska!!

I’ve watched it three times and cried really bad on my first watch, so safe to say, this video has affected me. So I wanted to draw something that paid tribute to it!!! It was definitely a challenge trying to get all the descriptive metaphorical writing into a visual medium, but I hope I did it a justice!!

Please go watch the video!

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hate this.

HAAAAAATE this.

BE WHIMSY. HANG OUT WITH A FUNKY LOOKING AQUATIC DUDE! NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOUR CUTE BUT EVIL AT HEART COMPANION THAT 15 OTHER FRANCHISES HAVE COPIED AND CHANGED THE COLOR SCHEME.

not naming names but i hate this character design trope

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Dudes shouldn't have to prove themselves by having spartan greyscale homes with dollar store rubber shower curtains and a mattress on the floor. Do you know what life is like with linen

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When I was in school, one of my art teachers used to say “this world needs more creators. There’s more than enough destroyers in the world today.”

Just a reminder, if you create anything–art, writing, food, machines, ideas, equations, knits, tools, gardens–the world needs you.

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The voice you don't expect...

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I could fix him. I could make him worse. Good for you. I could gently take the weapon out of his shaking, blood-soaked hand and hold him until he finally believes that he doesn't have to be defined by all the ways the world has hurt him. Then we could ruin the lives of everyone who has ever treated him like he's a monster who doesn't deserve love.

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(me, my parents, my sister, and the baby are sitting at the kitchen table eating lunch)

baby, pointing at the light fixture over the table and signing "on": o.*

my sister: we actually can't turn that light on right now, because the lightbulb inside is burnt out! it needs a new one.

baby: ighbu.

sister: yes, lightbulb! granddaddy said after we eat he's going to climb up there on a ladder and change it, and then the light will come on!

baby: gadada! adda, uuu! ighbu o!

sister: exactly!

baby, signing "on" and pointing at the light and then my dad, with increasing urgency: GADADA ADDA UUUU. O.

my sister: we're going to finish eating first though, ok?

baby: nonono. O. gadada adda uuu.

[a split second goes by]

baby, pointing to himself: ba. adda uuu. ighbu.

me: you're going to climb the ladder and change the lightbulb yourself?

baby: dzyeah. *pointing to the buckle where he is buckled into the high chair* ububu.

me: unbuckle you? so you can change the lightbulb?

baby, highly businesslike: dzyeah.

*pronounced like "on" without the n

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stop fucking using the word psychotic to describe bad behaviour and violence already god fucking damn it

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One thing I was completely unprepared for when I first got into Star Trek was how cunty Spock is all the time.

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Yippee Plinko !!

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why does he look like the dad from pretty in pink

Harvey Ball- creator of The Smiley Face

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imagine if doorways grew back like scabbed over with fresh drywall and you had to keep carving them back out with a jabsaw to keep the doorway clear etc

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Daisuke, curled up in a ball crying on the floor: sniff

Swansea: Wha— Kid?! What happened to you?!

Daisuke, now pointing at Anya: she made me drink DAYQUIL!

Anya, shouting down the hall: IT WAS ONE DOSE!