#WAWAWAWAWAWAWAWA

[kor0kke]

"You don’t know how hard it is being a woman looking the way I do!"

FORGOT TO POST THIS IM SORRY TUMBLR I GET TIRED EASILY TO POST EVERYWHERE

REDRAW OF AND OLD THING i did like over a year idk

SHES NORMAL NOW GUYS!!1!1!1! 😁😁😁😁

[ventussolder]

(　＾ω＾)

[supersnaill]

Do you ever do something with your appearance that suddenly clicks and then you're like "wow did this hair clip suddenly make me stunningly beautiful or is it recency bias" because I've started doing my hair in a slightly different way and now I feel way prettier

[riveroxbow]

THATS MY TOUY 🫵

[salachy-part-two]

cramp tryign to kill me but i dont care. joy

[notadamsapple]

brainrot more like brianrot ba dum tss

[slimslamflimflam]

FLASHBANGS YOU WITH ARCADE CARPET LOOKIN RABBIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyway this is my friend’s oc that i drew mostly cause i really liked the color palette and cause i wanted practice drawing rabbits definitely not for any future ideas i got brewin in the mind stew

i was gonna put something here and i literally forgot what it was in the timespan of three seconds anyway bnuy

[lonesome-pear]

Ok but like. This post got me thinking. I think life’s purpose is both something we will never know and something we can create for ourselves. What if my purpose was purely to bring joy? What if I made the universe empty and uncaring for the sake of longevity, which was not just not my purpose, but the complete opposite? What if life really is just about those little fleeting moments of whimsy? I think it is. I truly believe my one purpose here is to bring joy to other people. Not in a “I’m gonna be a doormat who does nothing but people please” kind of way, but in a “life is hard enough, let’s make it easier for each other” kind of way

The thought of going against that for the sake of. What. Not being forgotten? Not dying? What does that do? Does it prove something? Does it fulfill me? Why would I do it if there’s no reason. Out of curiosity? I don’t think I could justify that, and I do many things just for the sake of “what would it be like?” So idk. Maybe I’ll go laminate a paper towel. Because the universe imploding and leaving only me feels like a very specific kind of hell

I live not for the sake of living, but for the things that happen in life. I decide to get up in the morning not because it extends my life, but because maybe I’ll get to see my friends that day. Hell, maybe I’ll even make them laugh. Maybe they’ll see me and immediately run over to me just to talk for a few minutes while they wait for a ride home. Maybe I’ll bring them a small moment of joy. Maybe that little moment of joy came at a time where they didn’t know those happen anymore. And maybe they’ll do the same for me, because we love each other and we want to make our lives easier for each other

Maybe my friends will make me laugh. Maybe I’ll see them and immediately run up to them just to talk for a few minutes before I go home. Who knows. Maybe the universe continues to exist because I decided to get up and go have moments of genuine connection. Even if they don’t last. Even if they are fleeting. It still mattered. I had a purpose. I might come to end, but the impact those small moments had won’t

Because then my friends will keep going. They’ll get up in the morning and decide to go spread joy to their other friends. And those people will bring happiness to their other friends. And it just keeps going. And some of them will have kids and teach them to do the same. And it just keeps going

So maybe the universe isn’t cold and uncaring. Because how could a universe so uncaring have people in it that are so loving. How could a universe so cold have moments and smiles so warm. How could choosing to be immortal preserve your longevity any more than being remembered for the comfort you brought to others. If you were left alone in the universe, all that would be left is you and it would be a self fulfilling prophecy of having no impact on anything, at least not anymore. But if you choose to live life. Then you could have such a great impact that changes the course of everything forever for the better, even if it’s only a little bit better

Anyway I don’t really have a point here, it’s late at night and I’ve been feeling very existential lately

Or maybe it’s just a laminated paper towel

I laminated a paper towel

[ogerpwned]

My fuckass tuna called me a fag

[scribsisnotdead]

my completely normal daemos peasant ava

[dragongirlthing]

gjfjfjdjfjdjfjs goddd what i wouldn't do to have two or three or seven of my mutuals here in bed with meeee ;3

[cfg-washere]

Okay but like, this is actually how “wawa” became a vocal stim for me

Me starting to copy the random noises my friends make

[dispotatorulzz]

Overwhelming love for my boyfriend is so STUPID. I HATE BEING A FAGGOT . LET ME GO TO BED

[pileofblanks]

Girl help im bustING AT THE SEEAMS WNATING TO GO "wawawa"

[lyss-butterscotch]

Thinking about phrases that 100% will summon one specific fandom

Wawawawawawawawa

You can punch your bullets

Heart lungs liver nerves

Bafanada

Wavedash

Ehe te nandayo

The broom closet ending is my favourite

My god. My universe.

Where's everyone going? Bingo?

Oyasumi

AHAHAHAHHAHAA..... FOOOOOOLLLSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!

Uh Oh. Bad decision Mark!

Quadrants.

OBJECTION! HOLD IT!

We don't talk about Love Town

More stuff will be added the more i remember the fandoms ive been a part of shdjkasda <- shit memory

[sentryhex]

EHWHAGATAGAHA

Or Trophy x Silver.

trophy x silver :P

and a smol little comic?