Birthdays are total fuck. Why do people always put so much meaning in those fucking fuck days that pretend to be important or whatever. I’m only one day older than yesterday and now I’m 17 wtf who cares.
I was sitting in the break room at work today and apparently I had this really dopey looking smile on my face and one of my coworkers leans over and says “I know that smile. You’re thinking about your crush aren’t you? I’ve been married 36 years, I can tell.”
I was thinking about Star Trek.
Anonymous asked: do you doode in class? if so do you mind uploading a pic?
when don’t I doodle in class
this is the most recent doodle I think the nose is fucked up because it’s just a doodle forgive me
It’s true, doodling is basically all she ever does in class