vav to my xray is here
does my messy hair and the dark circles under my eyes in combination with an oversized shirt and slutty underwear turn you on
you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
Season 3 didn’t go so well, Sam. Just saying.
The past month has been bleh, but hopefully I’ll be drawing more quality comics like this one in the near future.
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
when u at the beach and u see a girl
it’s me, FeministHatingBrony87, back with another movie review. this week i’m going to be talking about why Disneys Planes needed less female characters and more horses. i know i promised in my last video that my next video would be less than 45 minutes but i just had a lot to say. anyway let’s get started
this poor guy