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That's a whole new level.

SL DCA deniers will be like "sun wasn't in sister location" ermmmmmmmm explain THIS

I don’t feel like tagging this but have an 8bit Henry Emily fnaf

Voices in Your Head

I did a new lineup with some changes and since my artstyle has been changing lately.

Some bonus stuff

tw: exposed organ

And some details under some of their designs.

Yeah... I'm gonna go have a break now/lh

I do not control the speed at which birds die!

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

Diss u?/lhj

Me: Spills water over everything.

Also me, slightly perplexed: …golly.

Sorry, bloop, you're simply adorable

Me: Spills water over everything.

Also me, slightly perplexed: …golly.

It just occurred to me that you cared enough about spaghettification (and spaghettifying one of your moots) that you posted a silly little drawing on one of my posts! Absolutely love that!

Spaghettification >=D

Reblog if you stand against order, civilization, and goodness itself

Fear

REBLOG IF YOUR BLOG IS A SAFE SPACE FOR AROMANTIC PEOPLE AND IF YOU THINK THEY ARE VALID

I want to see how many people actually are willing to say this and not just act like it

I find it very funny that supposedly every time our voices bicker and argue, the princess is just left there, totally unaware.

She seemingly acknowledges this too! After a while of back and forth in our mind, she’ll pipe up because she’s noticed we’ve gotten lost in our thoughts. She must think we have trouble with zoning out. She’s not necessarily wrong, I guess.

I made the meme better

Also, bestow template upon ye

Oh no! I've been Frenched! What a travesty D=

Oof good luck m8

Alright. One Voice down..

Ten to go-

Wait- me or bloop?

Poor spaghet

Get spaghettied, idiot/lh

It's giving "giving your crush a valentine and her only getting it's romantic and not platonic because of the letter at the bottom"

Cursed to always think girls are just being friendly instead of flirting, lol 😅