hi i'm will and i'm a 21 yr old furry who likes to draw. he/they pronouns plz
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want some cocoa, or maybe some cookies to warm up? it’s gettin chilly!  [i wish it really was im tired of how hot it is] 

 $5 a piece, or 3 for $12! mix and match!

 buying for a pal? 10% discount! 

 48 hr turnaround time! 

ayyo i havent touched tumblr in two yrs so lets see how this goes LOL

i’m selling some adopts for $8, or $25 for all 4. dm me if interested!

klefable:

cryptidclub:

mtndewbajablast:

mtndewbajablast:

do kids these days know abt numa numa

do kids these days know about aqua’s “barbie girl”

do kids there days know about CRAZY FROG

caramelldansen……

wetwareproblem:

spiderman-against-pedos:

elasticcockatrice:

catalystforameow:

exigetspersonal:

bpdkipland:

bitchstew:

boggoth:

bpdkipland:

bpdkipland:

my favorite picture ever is the one that says “HELL IS FULL, BITCH” and then it has the national suicide prevention hotline on it. it makes me smile every time 

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THIS ONE!!!!

I wonder who made these! I have this one saved:

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Chaotic Good

*slamming my fists on table* I NEED MORE!!!! MORE!!!!

If anyone has the skeleton apologizing for triggering someone, I’d like that for my collection, please.

Here!

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Plus some more^^

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ME ME ME

Gangster Popeye, the inventor of this style and artist behind several of these pieces (I’m not sure about all of them, though they appear to be her style) is a Salvadorean trans woman. Her Patreon is here.

jennybystudiokillers-remade:

my summer look is tits out and tears in my eyes

mojave-red:

sundown88:

I guess that’s one way to do it. 😆

This guy is living in 2118

pup-up:

hiii so i’m moving tumblrs over the course of a week, so if you want my new url just like/reblog/message me and i’ll send it to u!! 

this blogs probably gonna be wiped and gone by the end of this month at the latest

jdlaclede:

inkskinned:

there will be a moment when you realize you are more grown up than your parents are. this is the loss of childhood, my love. it is when you’re standing in the kitchen and one of your parents is screaming about something and you recognize: you will let them win the fight not because you are wrong, but simply because you know that they will keep shouting unless you drop the subject. you expect them to have childish understandings of things. they will hold onto their concept of the world as if it was not a changing thing. they must be right, and they must be somehow more right than you, always, in everything. their idea of control is so necessary to who they are that you just let it go.

this is the moment. you are 11 or 17 or 21. and you realize that you’re more mature than they ever were. 

and in some odd, sad way, this frees you. where they have stagnated, you continue.

titanic mood

hiii so i’m moving tumblrs over the course of a week, so if you want my new url just like/reblog/message me and i’ll send it to u!! 

this blogs probably gonna be wiped and gone by the end of this month at the latest