The drink does not make you numb.
It does not make you forget.
The drink amplifies the thing you hate most about yourself.
It robs you of your common sense.
The drink is not your best friend.
It’s more like your backstabbing best frienemy.
Don’t give such bullshit excuse that you NEED it.
It will eat you alive and not even you can save yourself.
I’m tired of being angry.
I will not fight back with “I’m gonna beat your face to a bloody pulp.”
I will fight back with “Oh sorry, I couldn’t hear your drama over the roar of my “I don’t give a single fuck about you.” *walks away* “
A comedian comes to my city. He makes a joke on how the women in my city look like shrimps. (Shrimp in the urban slang of my country means a woman with a hot body and an ugly face.) Then, he nearly gets beaten up because of it.
I was under the impression that comedians were paid to be insulting in a funny way.
Why the heck did those people react to his joke that wasn’t really directed to them specifically?
I guess that kind of humor is not acceptable here. :/
Hello mister Joker
2 new poster that will be available at otakuthon or FAn expo this year ^o^
Your art is amazing. I can’t stop staring at joker, I’m sorry. @A@ <3
Our reaction when our eyeshadow palette arrives in the mail and one is broken.
This is what I look like when I’m looking for a parking spot at my school. haha.