When the storm hit Los Angeles, I wanted to pull a brave act and go out nonetheless. Worst. Mistake. Ever. I caught walking pneumonia and spent the weekend stuck in bed, feeling my body trying to kill itself from the inside. Also because of the storm, I felt guilty about calling any food delivery service. I can’t cook. There was no food for me to eat. Saying this was the most dreadful weekend ever would be an understatement. How was yours? If anybody dares saying they had a great time I’ll have a breakdown. Anyway, I’m Emma. Most of the time I’m friendly. Love me now, I’ll love you better tomorrow.
so i’m a trans dude right and i’m home from college for the weekend and laying up in bed and i just heard my sister in the kitchen say to my mom “yeah well i’m your favorite daughter now because i’m your only daughter and now you don’t have a choice”
Day 24 - Inktober + DGM Challenge - Timcanpy vs Cat
Still drawing the later entries. Could have skipped this one, but it was a funny idea and I wasn’t feeling that good today. Normally I’d bet on Tim, but the cat in question is my wild lady, Mikaela. She could think of Tim as a friend and want to cuddle and play with him, but she could also think of him as a toy… well, if you’ve seen Watership Down and that dog scene at the end, you get the idea. Let’s pretend Tim is rescued in either case.