Online:
Me: "How are you all??"
You: "What's up"
Me: "My dog is a fucking MANIAC and tried to step on my EYEBALL"
Me: *laughs at your pain*
"Sorry I just had to get that out"
Me: *throws angst at your faces*
"EAT"
Me: "Thank you all so so so much!!!"
*cries in happiness*
Me: "Love you guys!"
Me: "No I'm not fine haha"
IRL:
"Look I KNOW that those scars on my arm look like cut scars but they're NOT I promise they're burn scars look I touched a saucepan I'm not proud of it"
"I have ADHD so if you see me running around the house with a spoon shouting about how good the soup is just ignore it"
*lays on the kitchen floor*
*flops around like a dying fish*
"I love lying on the floor it's so comfy"
"I haven't updated in five days oh my GOD FUCK they'll HATE ME"
*cries*
"The story about the raccoons? It's not that impressive they were trying to eat my chickens I just took a metal bat and went whack"
*grabs bat*
"Want me to demonstrate??"
"I don't like people"
*hides under blanket*
"Except for you you're awesome"
My friends: "Are you okay?"
Me: "Mentally? No. Physically?"
*looks at large bruise.
Me: "It's merely a flesh wound it'll heal"
You: "Your writing is so good!"
Me: "..."
Me: "Fuck I tricked them into liking me what now"
My friend/my family/anyone really: *does one tiny, nearly unnoticeable thing wrong like tripping*
Me:
Me: "HA you failed"
Me: *hisses*
Friend: "Yeah that's my friend right there pay no notice I'm so sorry"
Friend: "I swear you've gotten taller!"
Me: "Well last time I saw you I was five feet and now I'm five feet and a quarter inch so yeah"
Friend: "You're still short tho"
Me: "I swear I will smack you"
Friend: *uses my head as an armrest*
Friend: "You're so tiny"
Me: "Yea I know but you've never like fallen out of a 23-foot tree so HA I win"
YOU ARE READING
My Art Book
FanfictionMostly Sanders Sides, my OCs will probably show up. I'll just be stuffing a bunch of things into this book so if you wanna see some more trash then you've come to the right place
