Shortfilm about a deaf, black girl who dreams of being a dancer
everyone i know in real life’s skype is just their name and the template skype icon meanwhile my internet friends are
It’s 2 am, my first day at college is tomorrow and I refuse to accept adulthood.
look at this snape i found
it seems normal but then
what is this
turn to page 394 motherfucker
this time you’ve gone too far tumblr.
Legend of Korra Art
One morning, I was awakened by a knock at the door. I rolled out of bed, threw a blanket over my shoulder because it was cold, and made my way to the front of the house. I opened the door and a very nice lady of some sort of christian denomination handed me a pamphlet and launched in to a well-rehearsed spiel about accepting jesus in to my life when she stopped mid sentence and gave me a peculiar look. I used this pause in her speech to politely decline her offer and wish her a pleasant morning. It wasn’t until I looked at what she handed me that I understood why I stopped her in her tracks and then proceeded to laugh for the next half hour by myself.
smoo told me to draw zutara week stuff so instead i drew some modern au gaang. sorry for my shitty handwriting.