I'm a college girl with many feels for many fandoms, and a strange love for diatoms. They're just so pretty, you know? With their shiny silicon casing, and their symmetry, and- that doesn't have anything to do with anything. MOVING ON. I'm from Texas, ya'll!
Here is “Knot”, a short comic I drew to sell at Mocca and TCAF this year. The printed version is going to be SO PRETTY. I’m in love with the cover (which I will post later).
I just wanted to do something fairy-tale-like that talked about doubts and frustrations and how to deal with them. I’m really happy with how colorful and adorable the story turned out to be.
If you enjoyed “Knot”, please consider reblogging it and/or checking out my ongoing webcomic Namesake! HUGS TO ALL OF YOU!
I’m almost tearing up just thinking about it, so yeah, agreed. ;_;
Amid continued debate over whether or not Sochi is prepared to host the 2014 Olympics, which begins Thursday, reporters from around the world are starting to check into local hotels — to their apparent grief. Some journalists arriving in Sochi are describing appalling conditions in the housing there, where only six of nine media hotels are ready for guests. Hotels are still under construction. Water, if it’s running, isn’t drinkable. One German photographer told the AP over the weekend that his hotel still had stray dogs and construction workers wandering in and out of rooms.
More entertaining than the actual Olympics could ever be.
What the… but… how… wha…. how did this person…. I…
i just wrote -2-2x= like 75 times on a paper oh god
i filled up both sides
what just happened
this makes me uncomfortable,
then do =x+2+ for the next part
for “or blow me a kiss, and that’s lucky too” it’s =+1=+1
What is this sorcery?!?!
To me, the scariest part about The Hunger Games is how people in real life react to it. We have toys and makeup lines and media talking about the ‘love triangle’ and it’s so meta in the most terrifying way.
whenever i feel pretty good about myself, this pretty girl comes by and my self esteem drops again
stop walking by mirrors
damn, that was smooth.
i really like this trend on tumblr where people turn these kinds of posts into uplifting ones rather than sarcastically bagging on someone like we used to. i hope this stays around
I don’t know why Frank insisted on bringing me to this dinner party, I don’t even know what to talk about and everyone’s already having a conversation, it’d be awkward to butt in. A steakhouse? Really? I’m a pescetarian, Frank. We’ve known each other ten years. Nobody’s even bothered to comment on my coat or offered a tummy rub. Your friends are shit, Frank.