You Bastard!
Meanest coon you'll meet.
My music blog is jazzblood.
17/Male/Writer/California
  • Me: Where are the owls? WHERE ARE THE OWLS?
  • Hooters Waitress: Please sir, you're causing a fuss and disturbing the other customers-
  • Me: *banging my hands rhythmically on the table* WHERE-ARE-THE-OWLS? WHERE-ARE-THE-OWLS? WHERE ARE THE OWLS?
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Kill the Mockingjay : Art by Julia Lepetit
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Down with Snow : Art by Julia Lepetit
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I’m not sure if there is already a book named the Language of Ghosts but it’s something I made up to reflect things that are happening in my life currently.I imagined this as a book jacket cover obviously.To see more of my work see my blog. 
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Sometimes, drawing just isn’t meant to be.
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sirenscream:

I hate everyone

especially fat girls who complain they are fat one moment, shaming thin or even average-sized people for having “privilege”, the next moment wishing they could lose their weight overnight.
Are you fucking kidding me.

you’re not fat-proud. you’re afraid. you deflect.
get the fuck over yourself, get a forklift, and fucking start running.