I completely understand how batteries feel because I’m rarely ever included in things either
dont go through an artists sketchbook without their permission
DONT GO THROUGH AN ARTISTS SKETCHBOOK WITHOUT THEIR PERMISSION
AND LISTEN TO THEM WHEN THEY TOLD YOU TO PUT IT DOWN
OR PEOPLE’S WRITING PLEASE IT’S SO EMBARRASSING WHEN SOMEONE READS SOMETHING YOU WROTE THAT WAS MEANT TO BE PERSONAL
REALLY THOUGH, WE COULD BE WRITING OR DRAWING EVIL PLANS TO KILL PEOPLE AND THEN YOU HAVE TO READ/SEE ALL THIS GRAPHIC STUFF ABOUT HOW THE DEATH WOULD PLAY OUT
OR, WE COULD BE WRITING/DRAWING AWESOME SMUT. EITHER WAY.
If you smoke we cool
If you don’t we still cool
If you come up to me and blow smoke in my face
I will break your fucking legs
well [adjusts glasses] [takes sip of tea] [puts down john green novel] i don’t really think grades matter because it’s not a good way to judge how smart we are, in all honesty, tumblr’s taught me more than school ever has or will
Why is calling somebody a punk an insult like hell yeah im punk I bleed fall out boy
Still not over twist and shout.
Do you ever just squeal and flail because your otp