I’m a girl. However, yes. Yes, I am gay.

I’ve got curly hair. I do not wish for straight hair one bit.

I would name my cat Meatloaf.

Suicide Woman is my favorite superhero.

A full suit of armor. Go big or go home.

I love learning new things. I love filling myself with knowledge and trying new things every day.
However, I hate school. I hate how we spend ~7 hours in school every day, only to spend the rest of our day doing even more work, staying up until early morning with barely a break to eat. I hate how we are made slaves to our own mindless studying that we will never use in the real world, sacrificing time that should be used to socialize with friends, family, and get time to do things like draw or exercise or pursue a hobby.
I hate how being trapped in this prison from the time we are a young, inquisitive child, to a socially anxious, depressed, even suicidal adult kills every bit of hope for our future, desire to change the world, and natural instinct to want to understand our world and pursue happiness.

I feel horrible knowing that I’ve already wasted my one life sitting in school (aka Gulag) for years. It’s never going to get better, isn’t it? Idiots have fucked over many, many generations and even more to come. Nobody will ever live life to the fullest anymore. It scares me that so many young people like myself already feel hopeless for their future, have anxiety and/or depression, and are even suicidal just because of our fucking school system.

Lions are just bigger versions of house cats.

The colors are in the wrong order, I believe.

Also teachers with YouTube autoplay.

Man, that grammar.

Reminds me of the time I was in a Skype call with my internet best friend, she was hungry, and I bought her delivery 14-piece hot wings from Dominos. All the way from Michigan to Washington. It was originally a joke, but I actually ended up doing it for shits and giggles.

Please fucking make this happen. I have trypanophobia (fear of needles and injections), and having to get so many shots is really fucking destroying me. I’d love to be able to just get one and be done, it’d get rid of a lot of stress I get every year or so.

Holy shit, I know exactly which ones all of these are somehow.

Photoshop. That's not how you paint those. Photorealistic paintings are done by adding more detail in layers, not finished sections.

"When life gives you lemons? Don’t make lemonade. Make life take the lemons back! Get mad! I don’t want your damn lemons! What am I supposed to do with these? Demand to see life’s manager! Make life rue the day it thought is could give me lemons! Do you know who I am? I’m the man who’s going to burn your house down! With the lemons!" -Cave Johnson, Portal 2