In the meantime, Funk.
Hurr durr
Apparently tumblr won’t let you switch the primary blog, so I went ahead and deleted it altogether. FUN STUFF.
That means I have to do everything all over again, and people will have to follow it again if they have chosen to do so the first time. Sorry guys.
There is no content on there at the moment. Again, dead things and whatever the fuck I have on my desktop to upload- as soon as my slow internet will allow me to throw them up.
Fuck it.
I did it.
New tumblr:
I’m putting up some pictures of dead things, don’t mind while I slowly edit and upload- I am impatient. No, I will not be returning to this blog. (scratch that, I will be for today)
Apparently I hold people emotionally hostage.
I feel weird about knowing if someone else was petting my cat based on her smell.
If you want a logical view of current popular culture, look to senior citizens.
I can relate.
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I cannot even begin to fathom how amazing this is.
I doubt that worked out. Wasteful.
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o wow you made a gif of yourself thanks i was really wondering what you look like when you blink
This.
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If you’ve ever painted with watercolours , you’d know why. Or ink, for that matter.
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I don’t remember this. Might have been new years
Dead things, and drawing and hot apple pie. I missed Leah <3
