Yesterday, I was helping my friends sell art in the park, when a couple of girls came up to us and asked (immediately regretting it) “is this the transfem picnic?……..” to which we got to respond “no this is the transmasc yard sale.” We then proceeded to have 15-20+ beautiful women swarm our stand of 4 creatures. Life is beautiful.
i’m at the transmasc yard sale
i’m at the transfem picnic
i’m at the combination transmasc yard sale transfem picnic
Sometimes I think about my FNAF art from 2015, and how my mum literally printed and taped it to the house’s front door. They were so bad, but I was stupidly fond of wishing my old awful fnaf oc goodbye at the door every time I left
I couldn’t even cringe at it or anything, I was just like, “bye bestie, I’m off”
GJDJGHS saying “bye bestie” to the 2015 FNAF OC as you scroll down the rest of the dashboard
RUNNING FROM THE IRS
THE YW AYNT MY BOINGAZONGA TO FLIONMP THE SCUARTS NOOOOOOOO
RUNNING FROM THE IRS
