I don’t get these posts that go like “part of me wants to be a hot girl at the bar and the other part of me wants to read and sip tea in a bookstore”
like you can wear red lipstick and a leather jacket and sip tea and dance in the rain and go to the gym and curl up in bed and get turnt the fuck up and go to church
you can literally have it all sis
the world is yours
This is the most inspiring thing I have ever read
A super quick warm-up sketch of Deathface Ginny before I start work today (in case anyone hasn’t noticed, I think that Pretty Deadly is so cool we should use it stop global warming)
It completely breaks my heart to report that this does NOT taste like french fries. It tastes like fruity butter.
I am devastated. This was gonna be my edge when I hit the dating scene.