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as long as the spicy ranch won't upset your tummy, anything for you fish

can I please get some chicken tenders and uhmgmm. french fries. and also , as much spicy ranch as you're allowed to give me

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Mmm art

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HOLY HELL MY FRIEND HAS SOME FUCKED UP DREAMS

SO, quite a few months ago my friend had this dream that there were these amoeba-sized cat in the hat figures overtaking her vision whilst she was doing laundry. Like, imagine the floaters you get in your eyes, but cat in the hat. Eventually there were so many of them that she was struggling to see. So, naturally, she ruled it as cancer. She said that she did die of "Cat In The Hat Cancer" by the end of the dream and woke up in a cold sweat because of it. All the while Lovejoy was playing the the background of the dream because that's what she'd fallen asleep listening to.

what the fuck is cat in the hat cancer

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I suppose me and my friends have some interesting conversations (this just happened today)

○ "If I were an ostrich I'd chase little kids around at the petting zoo to scare them." □ "Who said you have to be an ostrich?"

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My body yearns for what it needs to throw away.

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Just some quotes from conversations I've had this year

"And I was thinking, what kind of weed am I on? What shrooms am I using? And then I was like, oh I just have cancer."

□ "Why are the squirrels here so big?" ○ "They're not?" □ "I saw some big ones the other day" ○ "Maybe they were just gay." *I had typed fat and it autocorrected to gay*

"I don't want to make you a sausage...?"

"QUEETHAN OUR COMMANDER IN QUEEF"

*Grabs shoulders aggressively* "have you never heard of our cousin Throckmorton?"

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I recently found out why my mom would never sleep around me when I was a kid. Like she’d never let herself take naps or sleep if I was awake, ever. Or if she did, she would lock her bedroom door. So when I was 6, I was asleep in my bed in the middle of the night when I hear a loud bang, like a pot being dropped and come out to the living room to see my mom standing by the window, with just a huge pile of spaghetti all over the sill, and a pot on the ground, and I ’m like “Are you gonna eat all that?” And ya’ll she get’s BIG MAD and yells at me and chases me to my room but then a little while later a bunch of cops show up and ask me a bunch of random ass questions about my art? Like this one cop lady keeps asking me to draw dragons for her?! And they seem mad as hell

I didn’t want to get arrested so I just never asked my mom for spaghettis after that. Lesson, learned. Don’t ask mom for spaghettis or she’ll call the damn police on you. 

So I have this memory in my head, and it goes unquestioned until I say it outload for the first time a few months back and as soon as I say the words “When I was six, my mom called the cops on me for asking for spaghettis” My adult logic slams into place and is like “Hang on. Your mother definatly did not call the police on a 6 year old for asking for spaghetti.” 

So obviously that’s not what really went down. I call up my mom to tell her how I remember it and on top of her figuring out why her kid has always been really cagey around spaghettis for the last 3 decades she tells me what really happened. 

So on that night, a man tried to break into our house through the front window. It was just my mom, and her kids so she did what she felt she had too and shot him in the head. He’d been wearing a helmet, which landed on the floor under the window.

Now I just want ya’ll to put yourselves in my moms shoes for a minute here. This woman has just taken a human life. The trauma of that- the instant agony, the panic, the guilt, the fear- all of it hitting her at once, her only solace the knowledge that her children are safe. She protected her daughters. No matter the cost to her soul- her children are safe.

Then she looks up and sees her six year old staring at the inside of this mans head before saying “Are you gonna eat all that?” 

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here's a portratit of @ranboolivesaysstuff for this blog's one year anniversary!

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Guys, pinterest finally gets it...

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TNTDUO!!!

Yay, enjoy some c!tnt doodles because why wouldn't you

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"we need more traumatized characters/characters with ptsd and/or who are abuse victims portrayed realistically with symptoms that Arent cute and soft and pretty!" you guys couldnt even handle lapis lazuli

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guys I’m doing it!!!

ok *deep breathe* if this post gets 7,300 notes I will tell my parents I’ve been writing this story (my sci fi story) and ask if I can get it published by next Christmas also if this does end up getting that insane number of notes I may have to take my word back on the “finish and publish on wattpad or ao3 all four of my wips by next new years” because the sci fi one is obviously going to need a lot more attention but I will finish the drafts for my other 3 wips by next Christmas as well (the summer rom com, the Christmas rom com and the sapphic vampire heist one)

Update: it’s already at 1,000 and I’m dying

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:'(

Around the Pomegranate

This song really makes me think of him.

Seriously when I watched “so long nerds” 8 minutes after it came out, I was expecting him to pop in to say he’s joking. I was expecting a merch drop or an announcement that he was taking a break. It still doesn’t feel real,, I guess I can credit the community for keeping his memory alive so well 😅 Sometimes I find myself waiting for the next news from him or upload. This drawing is a lot of those feelings poured into visual medium. With some Greek myth imagery thrown in for good measure. I mean? What else are you to do when your hero passes away.

We all miss him.

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Literally.

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I possess all three...😎🤣

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Quick sketch before I go to sleeeepp

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