GIRL CRUNCH @Ophillous@cryptids.online

@Ophillous this isn't what they normally ask at Subway...

@Ophillous no. I did not

Would you rather have twice as much flesh ow half as much flesh?

fuck christopher columbus

@Ophillous wait so do i keep the same amount of bone?

@ItsMorgan @Ophillous flesh rules everything around me

@Ophillous well you know the saying. mo flesh, mo problems

@Ophillous ok what

@mcknze And in the center I beheld Satan, and in his three mouths he was chewing the worst of those who are wrong online. In one mouth, @Ophillous for their sin of fridge chips.

my step dad got my little sister a watch that can call only people on a certain list and im on that list so now I'm getting random calls from my sister telling me shes drawing in the car

a quote from jim davis: "By virtue of being a cat, Garfield's not black, white, male or female, young, or old or a particular nationality."

this just in: jim davis thinks all cats are nonbinary, but more importantly, garfield is canonically nonbinary

i’ve a comrade somewhere nearby

i think a horrible thing that western propaganda has done is turn any critique of a leftist government into a critique of leftism. like, human rights abuses are not a *product* of communism — made obvious by the rampant human rights abuses done by capitalist nations — but it's always positioned as such.

This is not what I thought it would be like to be a professional artist tbh

For almost all my life, caring about people meant that I was deeply afraid. My closest friends, family, people I dated—as an attachment grew, so too did a deep, obsessive fear for their safety and of them abandoning me. Love meant extending my OCD over them like an umbrella. My preexisting connections have been transitioning away from this way of thinking for years now so gradually that I only notice that fear having dissipated in the times when it comes back. Caring about someone from a place of reciprocal happiness feels like magic— being together and feeling like my joy is breathing together with their joy, knowing a person in moments of breathless laughter. People I've known my entire life are suddenly three dimensional to me. The two people I’ve met and built new relationships with from the beginning in this way are getting to know a person that did not exist a year a ago. I worry for them as they walk home in the dark, but when they tell me they are safe—I believe them.

It gets better. It gets better. It gets better.

Being an adult and feeling feelings that you’ve only ever experienced in a really unhealthy way but instead in a new more happy subtle and powerful way is like. Bizarre. Sometimes it doesn’t feel like my mental health is making any progress and then I feel these things and I’m like. Oh shit. I’m so far from where I started.

@Ophillous this is horrible, I approve

@Torie @Ophillous

renewed at the last second for a 16th season becasuse of a change.org petition.

@Ophillous cancelled