May 2012
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I need to go and get my ass onto my chats and stop being a lazy admin. And talk to people. And reply to people. But I’m so tired. Bluuuhhh. Brain. Wake up. Why do you only wake up after the sun has gone down? I swear I’m stuck at “scroll through tumblr for hours on end and maybe read a book” setting.
It’s near 2:14PM No one has come to bother me. Or see if I’m awake. This is making me paranoid. What are they planning downstairs? What…are they doing? Maybe I should go check. Or maybe I should go play more Assassin’s Creed. Maybe. …Maybe.
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tries to draw
looks at it
laughs
cries
rolls off bed
rolls in street
flies into space
back flips into sun
disintegrates
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I hate when i post something
yummytomatoes:
and then instantly regret it and just sit here like fuck
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churchofcheesus:
my headphones have reached that stage where you have to hold them off the empire state building at a 39.5 degree angle and chant an african prayer for both sides to work
Rambles of a Hellion: Bucket Protection Brigade →
homestucksurvivalguide:
I was thinking of forming a sort of project:
The Bucket Protection Brigade
In order to prevent fan jackassery from harming other people at conventions, people could keep an eye on congoers holding empty buckets and approaching Karkat cosplayers. Not just…
My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…
Pluto is there.
The artist remembered Pluto.
Guys…
The artist drew Pluto crying.
