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lewdbun:

I wasn’t gonna post this but surprisingly enough I was asked to
full version of the icon. I drew this ages ago for a twitter avatar but almost instantly switched it back so it’s been sitting in my hard drive since. It’s technically safe but I’d still rather post it here

lewdbun:

I wasn’t gonna post this but surprisingly enough I was asked to

full version of the icon. I drew this ages ago for a twitter avatar but almost instantly switched it back so it’s been sitting in my hard drive since. It’s technically safe but I’d still rather post it here

princesssonias:

BEFORE I READ THE HOPELESS MASQUERADE THING I WAS TRYING TO COMPLAIN TO MY MOM ABOUT SOMETHING BUT THEN I READ THE PART W/ THE FACT THAT FUCKING MAGUS NIGHT IS BACK AND I LOVE MAGUS NIGHT ITS SO AMAZING AND PLUS IT’S MARISA

I JUST COLLAPSED ON THE FLOOR AND AFTER THAT RAN INTO THE LIVING ROOM WITH MY LAPTOP YELLING “I DONT CARE ABOUT COMPLAINING ANYMORE ALL I CARE ABOUT IS MARISA”

yuugi:

IM IN FUCKING MT. MOON

yuugi:

IM IN FUCKING MT. MOON

captainski:

I JUST WANTED A STUFFED OWL. or the happy dolphin next to it.

i knew i couldn’t get any of that stuff but i kept spending anyway. every time it would be placed over anything, it wouldn’t clamp down until it’s completely let go of the stuffed animal. i mean, that is some bs and i don’t like it….

You may have thought that was a happy dolphin, but was it really? Day after day that dolphin has to watch people play the game and you know what? They always go for that damn owl. Oh, the dolphin watches. He watches that claw, precariously hovering over him. And sometimes it stops right over him, and he just gets so excited. But then the claw inches just a bit over. The person was just trying to get it in position. That dolphin’s been the owl’s coworker for 30 years, the owl doesn’t even WANT to be won.

Tonight, while the stuffed owl is going to be playing with his stuffed kids and his loving stuffed wife, that dolphin is going to be drinking his sorrows away. Alone. With a stuffed gun. Maybe next time you’ll THINK before you drive a stuffed animal to suicide.