i’m back to uni after these few days i spet at home and doing no good and… I FUCKING HATE uni and all those tiny irrelevant courses that take up 90% of my time and give me NOTHING in return and are WORTH NOTHING and are NOT USEFUL but yet somehow manage to be a huge, pestering, itching, useless, disgusting, tedious and fucking awful pain in the ass!!
happy womens day
*unevitable feels wash over*
It’s not about men or women.
Nobody should ever hit anyone.
Nobody should ever rape anyone.
Nobody should ever murder anyone.
Nobody should ever beat anyone.
Nobody should ever threaten anyone.
Nobody should ever insult anyone.
Nobody should ever make anyone uncomfortable.
Nobody should ever touch anyone without their consent.
Nobody should ever steal from anyone.
Nobody should ever humiliate anyone.
4PL will be off-schedule for about a month or so, meaning comics will be much less frequent for a bit, but will still happen when I have time for it!
my current life situation in 2 panels
My life in one gifset
my life, too.
Just like a real cat, the fact that he doesn’t want you to pet him only makes you want to pet him more.
aawwww, this is so cute, oh my gosh!!! 8D
I BET THAT IF TWO KIDS LIVED IN THOSE TWO HOUSES THAT THEY WOULD COME OUT ON THEIR ALMOST CONJOINING ROOFS OUTSIDE THEIR BEDROOM WINDOWS AND TALK AND BE BEST FRIENDS AND FALL IN LOVE.
I will not write fluff to that. I won’t. No.
LUCY I FOUND IT
But what if instead of two kids, it was, say, a kid and an old woman? And at first they just ignore each other and keep their blinds down and curtains shut, but then the kid climbs out onto the roof one spring morning to get a frisbee and she’s got the window open bc it’s so nice out and she tells him to cut that out, it’s not a jungle gym and maybe the kid shows off a bit and nearly falls, and the old woman catches his arm…. anyway, so sometimes they leave the windows open and the kid’ll show off his comic books or asks what rhymes with ‘beautiful’ (and it’s totally for homework shut up), and the old woman tells him about all the protests and marches she took part in, and asks him the name of that one cute pop star (it’s absolutely for her crossword now shush). And the old woman gives the kid relationship advice, and doesn’t tell when he tries a bit too much of his parents’ liquor cabinet one time, and the kid comes over and shows her how to use the smartphone her daughter bought for her, and doesn’t tell when she sneaks a cigarrette out of said daughter’s bag. And when the weather’s too bad to open the windows, they tape silly pictures or notes to the glass for the other to see (the kid makes sure to make his extra big so she doesn’t have to admit her eyeight isn’t what it used to be), and when it is nice the kid will sneak over and leave seashells on her windowsill, because the old woman said once she misses the sea, but she can’t travel like she used to. And one day he peeks in her window and sees her on the floor, and calls 911 and basically saves her life because she had a stroke and nobody would’ve known in time otherwise. And when she finally gets back from the hospital, just for a while because her daughter’s talking about a retirement home where she’ll have plenty of medical care and lots of friends her age, the kid comes through the window and then pulls another kid through the window who he introduces as his boyfriend, and says he wanted her to meet him. And she sniffs and interrogates the boyfriend in proper elderly relative fashion, and then declares him worthy of her boy— barely. And when she finally does have to go to that retirement home, the kid still comes to visit her, and always leaves seashells on the windowsill.
I’m not crying or anything
I am omg
and of course you had to take my feelings and make a fucking mash out of them, didn’t you
have advanced to Highway to hell and it’s really hard to type with one hand but i have to hold my hairbrush in the other :D
now singing awfully lound and off tune with Freddie. i swear this is better theraphy than anything. ~(^ u ^ )~
am home alone and everything is fine becuase i have pizza, lots of earl gray and It’s All Over Now Baby Blue on repeat real loud. also, i’m really comfy, still in my pajamas even tho it’s nearly 2pm, and wrapped in blankets. i don’t care about the world outside the house and all the people who keep hurting me can go die. i can’t be bothered to give a fuck about a thing. mmmmfh…
look at those smiles…so adorable