u ever just want to sit at the bottom of a pool or something. like if i could breathe underwater it would be a really nice, peaceful environment. especially if it was sunny and the water was nice and warm. just sittin there, watching the sunlight dance on the tiles? yeah. that’s a nice thought
Y’all this old lady on Facebook got angry at me so she threatened to call my job and report my “rude” behavior to my boss. So she got my information from my page
SHE GONNA TRY TO CALL MR.KRABS ON ME YALL
SHE GONNA TRY TO CONTACT BIKINI BOTTOM
She is going to call a phone number and ask, “Is this the Krusty Krab?”
And the person who answered the phone will have a choice to make.
a smug indulgence. tell yourself, “i’m gonna do this thing because i like it, and there’s nothing you can do to make me feel bad about it!” eat that cake! read that romance novel! be free!!!
my art peaked wen i was 4 or so and would just throw whatever shit i could find (juice, rainwater, plants, moss, shells, dirt, sugar, soap, rocks, milk, toys etc.) in2 a bucket n stir it with a wooden spoon 4 hours sitting in th garden n wen som1 would ask me wot th fuck i was doing i would b like “Potion”