Started reading the Quran just for the sake of it. Should make for an interesting hermeneutics exercise.

I may or may not have been dreaming of a blonde Curie these past days.

Crustaceans give me an intense craving for doritos and I do not know why.

She’ll never say it out straight, but Ellie is mostly like

When it comes to both Peridot and making her videos, and seein her like this just makes me go

I’m falling all over again holy fuck ♥`A´♥

Call me Ishmael. In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since: it is a truth universally acknowledged that happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way, yet Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.

As of today Peridot has become a carbon… err, “magnesium-rich variety of silicate mineral” copy of Ellie and because of this I now love her.

With both Marvel and Star Wars being Disney property, I’m surprised I’ve yet to see somefan explore the possibility of Kylo hitting it off with Loki.

Two days with no swearing wow I deserve some kind of f-[ancy]–medal :y

Here’s a quick rundown of my day:

• 9:00 am to 9:15 am - Wake up. Trying to draw. Quit because called to the table for brunch.
  
• 9:57 am to 10:05 am - Trying to draw. Again. Quit because called to store to do retailing activities until 2:10 pm.
• 3:02 pm to 3:10 pm - Trying to draw. Again again. Quit because called to the nsfw blog to answer questions. Then quit THAT because called for grocery shoppin.
• 4:00 pm - Didn’t even attempt to draw. Avoided need to quit for dinner. I am so goddamned smart aren’t I.
• 5:00 pm - More nsfw sunday shit. Tried to quit for draw at 5:40 pm. Guess again dickhead.
• 6:00 pm - Bodily fluids evacuation time. [REDACTED]
• 8:00 pm - Even more lewd interactions. Whoopdee doo. No draw.
• 9:10 pm - No, I’m fucking done! I’m fucking done!! This is bullshit! This is fucking bullshit!! WHAAAAAT IS THIS?! WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT IS THIS?! WHAT IS MY LIFE?! …I can’t do it, Jon! I can’t fucking DO IT ANYMOOOOOOOOOORE!! …I appreciate it, but look at what we’re dealing with, man! WE GOTTA DRAW THE LINE SOMEWHERE!! YOU GOTTA DRAW A FUCKING LINE IN THE SAND, DUDE! YOU GOTTA MAKE A STATEMENT! You gotta look inside yourself and say, “What am I willing to put up with today?” NOT! FUCKING! THIS! 

Fuck all y’all I am drawing now t(-_- t)