Do You Ever Just Sit And Wonder Why We're All Here? Not Like, On This Earth, But Like, On Tumblr. Why

Do you ever just sit and wonder why we're all here? Not like, on this earth, but like, on Tumblr. Why are we here? What brought us to this website? Who decided that this is the place where we post all our random stuff? What horrible abominations are happening outside this internet frat house where people are coming HERE for refuge? Why do we feel the need to post all the weird things we do? Why do I feel the need to post weird and random stuff? What the heck is up with all the bots? This place honestly feels like a crack house. And I love it. But just, Why? What brought about such a place?

Reblog if you’d be okay if your friend came out as transgender

let’s see how many transphobics we can weed out

Hopefully we have better luck this year

I'mma be honest, the only reason I have this account and am somewhat interested in posting stuff is because I watch PM Seymour, he basically introduced me to tumblr and I found y'all funny, seems like the type of place I can post random stuff whenever I feel like it so I decided to stick around, and I kinda want him to notice me

Draw that character again! Draw them a million times! Draw them in excruciating detail! Draw whatever you want! Draw what makes you happy! Art is about expression, art is meant to be enjoyable to make, if you don't want to draw something, then don't draw it, because how can you expect others to enjoy your art if you can't even enjoy it

me, incorrect: everyone is probably sick of me drawing this character by now...

my inner voice, wise: ah, but this cannot be... because I am part of "everyone"... and until I am sick of drawing them... it will not be everyone

me, opening a new blank canvas: ur so right

OMG! CACTUS CAT!!!!

some doodles i did as part of an exchange!