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chapter 79 in a nutshell:
Annabel: Are you flirting or fighting with me?
Lenore: I'm pinning you against the wall and putting a gun to your head-
Annabel: Your point?
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*goes to art school because I love art and wanna make it my career*
*drops out because being graded on my art making ability destroys my enjoyment of it*
learning languages is fun until i gotta do it for a grade
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Currently scrolling through #boop posts and booping every single blog that has it enabled. No I am not available while I handle these important matters
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reblog this if you're okay with booping spams please !!
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Me when I see Markiplier in the show starring Markiplier that I fully knew he was starring in
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I once mixed up “no problem” and “my pleasure” and told a customer “no pleasure.”
Upon making reservations for someone over the phone for the following Tuesday, I very confidently said “See you next Tuesday!” before hanging up in shame.
My first day at McDonald’s, I answered the drive thru with “Hi, welcome to Chickfila!”
Had a customer order iced tea with no lemon and I immediately asked “And did you want any lemon?”
While foodrunning, I usually repeat the table and seat number in my head as I walk to the table. Once set down a customer’s food and instead of saying the name of the dish I said “413, seat 2.”
I regularly say “behind” and “corner” in every day life as a result of work. I also still occasionally say “my pleasure” in every day life even though I haven’t worked in a Chickfila since high school.
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rb to give your mutuals a little boop on the nose :3
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#caitlyn haters feel no joy#and deserve none#if they can hate such a silly lil guy#I don’t make the rules
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#god yeah#I lived on campus so I’d just walk to class from my dorm with my project#but sometimes I’d have a class before the art class#like English or something#and the walk back to my dorm to retrieve my projects was longer than the time I had between classes#so I’d have to haul my big ass paintings to English class and have a bunch of people “wow what’s ur major#bitch what do you think#anyways
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it’s been a while since i’ve drawn my wife. sorry it looks sloppy i gave up
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recently when im tempted to say 'i'm gonna kill myself' i try to correct it into saying "im gonna walk into the river and become a trout" or some other form of that. this is my new thing
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Not my meme but figured I'd share for those about to ride out the storm
Edit bc I'm seeing a lot of confused international reblogs: this was posted because of Hurricane Milton absolutely demolishing Florida this week after Helene went through and because US insurance agencies are kind of assholes. Stay safe out there and thanks for signal boosting!
#this would’ve been incredibly healthful when my family’s house flooded several years ago#I can still hear my mother on the phone#she asked if they thought the house was flooded with kool aid if not rain water
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hey here's a website for downloading any video or image from any website.
works w/ youtube, soundcloud, twitch, twitter (gifs and videos), tumblr (video and audio), and most other websites you're probably lookin to download stuff off of.
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Hi I drew a little goblin character and their name is sprout. Timelapse under the cut
Never really done this style before and I also didn’t use reference at all because I’m lazy. So if it looks sorta off…yeah
#goblincore#gobsona#is that still a thing?#goblinsona#art#oc#floaty art#only brushes I used were hard airbrush and technical pen on procreate <3
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i wonder who left those marks..
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you know I couldn’t be a cowboy because I’d be stuck with my partner in the dead cold prairie night and our horses would be tied up and we’d be huddlin around a crudely made fire because it was too far to go back to the ranch and he’d play the sweetest song on his harmonica, the kind that you felt in your bones and your heart and that the hymns had nothin on, and then he’d finish and we’d both lean in a little too close and my hand would be on his bandanna and his whiskey-breath would be hot on my lips and I’d realize that maybe it wasn’t the touch of a woman i’d been hankerin for
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