You know how glaciers move around a tiny bit each year? That’s me. I do that. I’m the guy who pushes the glaciers.
Mermaid: a half-fish woman. They are all very pretty, even the ones that don’t conform to human standards of beauty. I love all of them.
Murmaid: a maid who does murder. Some are powerful warriors, and some are stealthy assassins. I love all of them.
Me: The cool thing about writing is that you learn a lot about yourself.
*learns a lot about myself*
I’m a fi-sci writer.
“You mean sci-fi?”
No, fi-sci. Fictional Science. Made-up scholarly articles on monsters, magic, and the like.
*repeatedly tries to explain Sisyphus to classmates who have apparently never heard of him*
I wish you guys could get how ironic this is.
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but words can ?????? ??????
Whenever I experience happiness, I signal this to other humans by showing the sharpest part of my skeleton.
The homework is due on Monday.
“Can I get an extension?”
The homework is due on Monday.png
FACT: When a dog barks at you, it’s actually their skeleton barking.
PROOF: I have never seen a dog without a skeleton bark.