I'm Talking To Myself - Tumblr Posts
i’m running out of candles
...
Oh wow, did't think that a note with game screenshots would be so interesting for people.
From the other hand, IT"S DEAR ESTHER SCREENSHOTS GODDAMN lol. So yes, it changes everything.
Uh...ok?
It's 5 am here. Uh...huh... 5 amWHAT WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN
Argh. I spend about a hour TALKING TO MYSELF IN PESTERCHUM from two different accs. I was trying to MOTIVATE myself to finish fucking report. Which I will read TOMORROW. Techiqually TODAY. Oh fuck myself HARD.
AND
AND
oh look some strange person just appeared
Uh, welcome I guess.
So where was I... Oh yes. AND I doodled myselves. For no reason. I'm in despair. Yeah, they are shocked too.
People keep reblogging my Dear Esther screenshots oh my god what's going on :'D IT KEEPS HAPPENING
chuuuu
I just checked feast's blog with goggles and saw that my John and Davesprite are steel there AND some people called them pretty. /shyness u.u
It's 4:34 am here. Ha. Ha ha. I need some sleep ._.
But this evening was great. Really great <3
/so much love ALL AROUND
I think I should change my background.
Wheeeps, done. Need to change this blue light though. Like it's not really suits new wallpaper. But I haven't find that part of code yet. So yeah, let it be for now.
oh no, u cant.
I guess I should feel bad for shipping Rose/Doc Scratch... But I actually don't. I'm a horrible person.
Mwa-ha-ha.
GC: because we
GC: are
GP: Stop.
GC: your friends
GP: God no.
GC: you
GC: never will be alone again
GP: That's a pity, I would rather stay alone.
GC: so come oooone
GC: what
GC: this song is sick
GP: It's as sick as your mugged bird brains.
GC: wow rude
GP: Sure it is.
GP: Who do you think you are talking to?
GC: to some depressed chick with existential crisis
GP: Damn right.
GP: So just fly away already, I'm trying to drown my apathy in knowledges.
GC: sigh
GC: flop flop
GP: Good crow.
GP: Best friend.
GP: I can't.
GP: I can't take it anymore.
VM: why do you keep csssoming here again?
GP: I just totally
GP: HATE
GP: this FUCKING
GP: creature of god.
VM: i guessss that i'm sssstill ignored, am i right here?
GP: This stupid bird!
GP: UGH!!!
VM: yup, i'm sssstill out of attention zone.
GP: Why does this orange soda crow keep following me?!
VM: i guessss you wouldn't mind if i ssssing here a little.
GP: Why does everything HAVE TO BE SO FUCKING DIFFICULT?!
GP: AM I ASKING FOR TOO MUCH?!!
GP: Like, ok, ypu don't want to clean your room - it's your room, you have a right to do so.
VM: rah rah ah-ah-ah
VM: ro mah ro-mah-mah
GP: You don't want to be the one who washes dishes? FINE, I would rather trust plates to a monkey than you!
VM: ga ga olala
GP: But would you kind then DO NOT nose into MY TERRITORRY then?!
GP: And messing up with my stuff?!!
VM: want your bad romancssse
GP: THIS IS
GP: like
GP: BASIC RESPECTION
GP: fucking piece of shit!
VM: hmm he issss sssstill ranting
GP: WHO ALLOWED YOU touch ANYTHING in MY place?!
GP: ESPECIALLY my laptop!!!
VM: ah, here goessss the root.
GP: AAAAUUUUGHHHH
GP: !!!!
VM: don't mind me, man, take your time.
It's strange how things I draw are almost always not intended.
Like, I get unfocused and then some shit happens and BAM I already have something on the canvas.
Just
why.
If Dreamself is a perfect picture of ourselves then mine would be a male me.
Damn, watching people share their cool commanders and talking about doing raids makes me want to play GW2 more, and maybe join a guild.
Like I have time for any of that...
Also I have 2 unfinished sketches of my asura engineer, and two ideas I want to draw for him. Maybe one day I find time for at least one of those.
