This is an important post
tell me something embarrassing you used to wear in high school that at the time you thought was super cool but now you look back and you cringe yourself into the fucking ionosphere.
I went through an Anne Rice period in junior high, and I would wear those little plastic Scarecrow vampire fangs to class. Thought I was hot shit, very mysterious and original.
*closes eyes and remembers hand made clothing. Re-purposed blue jeans. Velvet. Patches. Japanese words written in sparkly puff paint on everything. Dragonball Z shirts exclusively.*
*jolts from horrible waking nightmare with a start* Guh!!
for about six months in sophmore year i thought it was the best idea in the world to wear my hair in high pigtails on my head
also one time i wore capri pants and ugg boots and those were dark times
i was a scene kid so i teased my hair super big and had greasy straight-across bangs that i put hello kitty barrettes in. i also had this hideous rainbow-striped “rave dress” and i thought that accessorizing meant wearing as many shitty plastic bracelets as humanly possible
junior high was the real nightmare though, i was deep in my mall goth phase and wore massive platform boots with striped tights and tiny miniskirts and invader zim shirts because i thought i was emily the strange
in junior high i had a button-up white short-sleeved shirt with a shitty painted Jack Skellington face on the breast pocket and a baggy pair of black parachute pants with saggy belts on it that i wore almost every second day for a whole year. i had to mend both of those things by hand (meaning noticeably shoddily) because my mom hated them so much, and i couldn’t even wash the shirt bc the paint i put on it wasn’t even meant for fabric. that was back when i had a crusty eyebrow piercing that kept getting rejected and frizzy-yet-greasy blueberry black hair, so i was 100% the grossest emo kid in my school.
i had this sweater that had big thick horizontal black and white stripes that i’d wear over my school uniform shirt, plus my black uniform shorts and some knee high black and white socks to match the sweater, and black skate shoes + long black hair with a side fringe + bad white foundation and heavy eyeliner smudged all over my eyes
Black JNCO jeans. Various RANDOM QUIRKY TEEN quote t-shirts, like “KEEP STARING, I MIGHT DO A TRICK”. Hawaiian shirts. I looked like Weird Al had thrown up in a Hot Topic.
i didn’t go to high school but in middle school i wore hawaiian shirts and slip-on shoes i squirted dye on to make them colourful. i even had a perm. basically i wanted to be weird al and i tried my damnedest.
i thought “ugly sweaters” were soooooooo quirky and cute but i mostly just looked like a dorky bill cosby
i also had huge aviator glasses for a while but I don’t regret that
This $150 hot topic coat with duct tape on the sleeves. It was my pride and joy, once upon a time. I wore it when I wanted to dress to impress.
To help your mental image: at the time I was sporting long unkempt livejournal hair with a nasty-ass faded green (or pink) diejob.
Other things I had at the time: A Gaia Online hat, converse shoes with my DeviantArt url written on the side, and a crappy hand-made tail (which I thankfully had enough foresight and self-awareness not to wear to school).
I wore this in high school. In southern California. I thought I was the coolest kid on the planet wearing my little house on the prairie dress. I even wore bloomers and tights with one of those big poofy underskirts. It was a dark time.
in middle school I went through two phases: stage 1 was jeans and mix n match hot topic garbage, and stage 2 was a red tie, yellow/red/blue striped tank top, teal miniskirt with pink and yellow blotches (which were either flowers or butterflies, no one could tell), mismatched socks, and sewn ears and tail of my gaudy rainbow fursona. All together. I’ve always been the fashion master.
Snails Kiss On Cherries [photo by Vyacheslav Mishchenk]
(Source: bedabug, via dykesupremacy)
current mood: baby yoshi from super mario world
Reuben and I were floundering around subeta out of boredom and I just want to remind everyone that this was my subeta avatar when I was an avid player. ANIME PORKY.
Someone drew this.
Someone was paid money to draw this.
roguecatgirl asked: hey do you ever write stories for your drawings
yeah I just don’t have anything up (yet) because I’m extremely picky about my own work when it comes to a finalized story. :0
all these fucking comics saying just “drop everything and do what you love, artists, cost is no object”, they never end, there’s so many of them
where is the comic that says “artists! make it easier to comfortably fund doing what you love by drawing dragons fucking on commission on furaffinity, eventually building up enough of a portfolio that you’re paying rent every single time you draw two fantasy monster dicks frotting furiously against each other”
stop romanticizing the idea of becoming so dependent on another human being that you cannot function adequately without their presence goodbye