It’s so much later than I usually post, but I wanted to quickly finish up a few leftover doodles from session 1 of Secret Life, plus a bunch of silly doodles from Session 2 before the new episodes drop tomorrow :]
also. Couldn’t help but to dbhc-ificate some of them DGBJDHK
A 'girl' with hair short enough that her sisters giggle and call her masculine.
A 'boy' who can't help the fact he wants to wear lipstick and dresses.
A 'female' who finds the skirts perverted.
A 'male' who enjoys the look of all those pleats.
But... it's not male.
But not female?
But the third option that is just placed in its lap doesn't feel right.
Is it all of them?
Or none?
A combination?
Does it even need to assign itself to any of these terms? Or is it enough to be... just it. A soft blend, and unseen hue, but yet it still is known as a colour. Something that makes no sense to anyone but itself.
i dont listen to love songs to appeal to your society of love and life and all that silly shit!!!! i listen to love songs because the guitar backings and the bass line and the drum kit absolutely kill!!!!
and sometimes i listen to love songs because i like pretending im in love BUT THAT IS IRRELIVANT!!!!!!
abnormal incorrect quotes
(a.k.a. i dragged a bunch of my old discord status out and brushed the dust off them (and added context from where i remember))
- I am as bad at chemistry as i am at the real thing (2.00am, writing a chemistry paper)
- i swear im going insane that little blond boy is going to be my thirteenth reason (he was going to be!)
- my ribs are collapsing i can hear them (this still applies to me)
- "...and then i pulled out the charger from her blazer pocket, looked him in the eyes and started crying!" (a genuine, word to word quote on me recounting my day to someone)
- PLEASE I SWEAR IM ACE JUST DONT LOOK AT THE WORD DOCUMENT IM PRETTY SURE I WAS HIGH D: (i am not explaining this`)
starting to think i should start posting my little oc story ideas here, or my shitty poetry. i mean, ive written drabbles on bathroom walls and graphics calculators, maybe my hopeless romantisicm will be put to use here?