“man its amazing your brain doesn’t evolve into pudding” hahahah burn!!!
i wish i had my copy of kafka’s diaries with me because every entry goes something like this:
Sunday. I woke up in great pain and coughed up blood. Had coffee. Later I went to the theatre and a woman looked at me, but I could not make eye contact because I am repulsive. I am full of terror. I wish Goethe was alive because only he truly understood me.
Cold Sundays are perfect for staying at home and drawing Ritchie. Aaaaaw, I love him so much, only want to draw him! *_____* As a reference, I chose a photo
in which Ritchie is playing a left-handed guitar. It was extremely difficult to draw! But I wanted to draw it because my adorable (and lef-handed) little sister has started learning guitar and she is about to buy a white (kind of) stratocaster because of Ritchie. AAaaaaa I’m so proud of her!<3333
when you do all the work for a group project:
when you have to pretend you did something to get a grade:
my friends: how does it feel to dedicate your life to a celebrity who is completely indifferent to your existence? me: pretty fucking great actually thanks
Santana ft Maná – Corazón Espinado
Carlos Santana (ft. Rob Thomas) – Smooth
Ritchie Blackmore: can I-
Ritchie: maybe we could-
Ritchie: why don’t we-