Making Your Spouse Worried Sick. How Considerate And Loving Of You.

This is what he's looking at, by the way.

Also, your art style is adorable.

I wanted to draw clouds

D:

First Anon

>:)

They took him in the divorce. Then he married a raccoon.

*sigh* I miss my wife, Stanley. I miss him a lot. I'll be back.

The moss holds desire. The moss hungers. Feed us, Stanford. We are starving.

I'm going to need you to be a bit more specific. What exactly do you need to eat? Moss is autotrophic, so I assumed it would produce food by itself.

I don't have the expertise necessary to diagnose, but I wouldn't be surprised.

autism

I have that! I am a low-support-needs autistic person. Essentially, I can live without assistance, but it's easier having a housemate (my brother, in this case).

I am fighting the urge to ramble on about the different levels and needs for high, medium, and low support autistic people out of fear that you already know and I would end up sounding annoying.

Your ask was only one word. Why am I overthinking this?

These jellybeans are fucking "bussin" or whatever the fuck kids say nowadays.

I got them off of some guy in an alley and. Woah. I've never tasted anything like it. I feel like I'm ready to ascend.

I will never regret this.

I would be upset by this, but knowing you, that could be a genuine typing mistake.

Hear me out: Sans Undertale

(Another hear me out: @the-real-sonic-exe 's husband)

The skeleton? I'm not saying my standards are high enough to rule out skeletons, but that one? I can't hear you out there.

Also, if you're talking about @the-real-fastestthingalive, then no. I will not hear you out. I detest him.

For the past 10 hours, my notifications have been stuck on a minimum of four. I keep checking. There's nothing else to see there. But it keeps telling me I have four notifications. I've checked my asks, messages, cleared my cache (which took embarrassingly long), and signed out and signed back in. Nothing is working. I'm tweaking.

You'll never know unless you try, Dipper. If it doesn't work, you could always try hiding your tape recorders so they can't make recordings of you saying horrible things to mail to your family members.

Grunkle Ford, I keep being harassed by different versions of Bill

Let me consult the moss.

"slurp their eyes through silly straws"

Okay, not consulting the moss. Maybe just ignore them. When I ignored the Bill in our universe, the worse that happened to me is I got an embarrassing tattoo and a nail stuck through my hand.

I definitely need to. I can't be bothered, however. I must prioritize my research.

hear me out: the angel from the amazing digital circus

I have no idea who that is. One moment.

Hearing you out. Hearing you out so hard my ears are bleeding.