You see how RACIST PEOPLE DO…. JUST LIKE WHAT THE REPUBLICANS DID
TOWARD PRESIDENT OBAMA… and we American all witness it during his 8
long years in Office…. The REAL AMERICAN PEOPLE ARE WAKING UP…. WE
ARE NOT TAKING THIS BS ANYMORE…. GET OUT AND VOTE….
These haters… Sent a message….. They not working and taking orders from No Woman or from No Black person…. Wow?
What are they going to do when HILLARY WIN… LEAVE THE COUNTRY?”
Does everybody know that you can now listen to youtube vids on your iphone and do other shit ON YOUR PHONE at the same time cause I just discovered this now and I waited so long for this. Life is easier now.
1. Okay so go to youtube, start a vid.
2. press on the round home button thingy on the bottom of your phone so you’ll get at your main screen.
3. Swipe up from the bottom so you get this menu thing
4. Swipe the menu to the left and press play! Tadaaaa
Plz plz where do I start reading the beginning of your delicious comic?
Hi there, Anon! Thanks for your interest
The Story Archive at the top of my blog lists all chapters chronologically from top to bottom. To start, you would read The Travels Begin. Art style and type might fluctuate a little since I recently inserted some fillers.
You can navigate the comics by clicking the Previous and Next links on each post, but can also just click directly to the Story Archive to go one by one.
“one time he and i were sitting in bed and i said “where do you feel stuff” and he said “what do you mean?” and i said , “here is anxiety” and pointed to my bottom left rib where the spiders start. he pointed to his throat. “it starts here for me.” i keep anger in my breastbone, he holds it in his hands. i feel sadness on my shoulders, he feels it in his lungs. we play this game until we come to love, and i realize that i am terrified (jugular vein) of what might come. what if it is not the same. what if he feels it somewhere else, what if it is just a flash fire, not the slow burn, what if it is congealing in one place instead of radiating, i try to change topics, flight response (sternum)
he takes my hands in his and puts them over his ribs and says “everywhere, everywhere, like a sun is trying to escape me, like i am being consumed and you are filling up where used to be empty.” i say “don’t be ridiculous, humans are 99% empty space,” i nervous laugh (spiders down spine), he holds his gaze with me.