drawing the nose
drawing the other eye
u wake up on christmas morning and go downstairs, full of excitement. somebody is stealing all of your christmas presents. it is jesus. “its my birthday, not yours” he hisses menacingly, then runs away with all your gifts in his arms
i love how men mock women for being overemotional and then lose their shit over a team losing an over-glorified game of fetch
"What are you twelve"
Yeah on a scale of one to ten bye
LOOK AT THE LITTLE GREY ONE
YOU’RE THE ODD ONE OUT BUT IT’S OKAY YOU’RE GORGEOUS