the most fun thing about this site is that no matter what you post or who you follow you’re always like 2 degrees of separation from someone who hates your guts
Author: appsa94


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First Panel- A drawing using bluish purple ink. Wide shot of a woman walking from left to right along a fence. Text reads: I don’t know where I’m going.
Second Panel- Medium shot of the woman who wears a ponytail. She smiles slightly. Text reads: Maybe that’s okay.
Me to my skin: we’re adults now, let’s act like it.
yes hello 911 i’m being forced into adulthood and i don’t like it send help
the great thing about izuku midoriya is. he is just vibrating with indescribable energy. at all times he is the way i am after seven cups of coffee. he is always inhabited by the kind of manic drive that most people only glance at during a life-changing nervous breakdown in middle school. the only thing tethering him to this world and preventing him from flinging himself straight into the sun is probably his love for his mom. he is unrestrained by concepts like “pain” or “reality”. this little man has never met a lick of common sense in his life. when all might inevitably dies of old age izuku will physically transport himself and successfully fistfight god for his soul
“your eyes hella red u been smokin??” no I been crying bitch leave me alone
“You’re rearranging deck chairs on the Titanic, my friend.” Is such a brilliant line that sounds like it came outta the cigarette addled mouth of some noir detective interrogating a slimy perp, but no, it was actually Justin McElroy admonishing his brother’s driving skills in American Truck Simulator™️ and I think it’s beautiful how we can all just say words


