if only there was a ballpoint pen tool

quality use of class time

I’m done for the day, she said

I’ll write my paper, she said

‘cause i am what i am what i am what i am what i am
forgive me, baby, my hands are tied
and i got no choice, i got no choice
no choice at all

reposting because reasons

you know when you start something and then realize halfway through that you ended up way more invested in it than you thought and then at the end you realize how hungry you are

i’ve suddenly discovered that hugs are A Doable Thing

congratulations are in order because i honestly can’t remember the last time i even THOUGHT ABOUT doing a background

much less anything to do with perspective


stepping out of comfort zone in 3






experimenting turns out sort of okay