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F.R.E.R.I.M.I.W.R.A.T.H.S.

about me

Entity with generally terrible social skills. Talk to me. I draw things sometimes, but not usually on this blog. Monickers include but are not limited to Smith, Towen, Townhouse, Fragment, Secret, and variations thereof.

the blag

Themeless/personal blog. Patterns that only make sense to me. Terrible at tagging. Not completely devoid of opinions, but often close to it. Theme is hard to read.

people want to know

Genderfluid. Any neutral pronouns. Ace/Aro. Neurodivergent. Nonhuman. Student.


FAQ & ASK

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your icon will be the one sleeping in your bed tonight

Fun fact: whenever I try to talk while feeling anything even vaguely resembling a strong negative emotion, I cry. Sadness? Cry. Frustration? Cry. Severe disappointment? Cry. Pure, unadulterated anger? Cry. Of course, sometimes my voice will change and my facial expressions won’t, and if I focus I can stay vocally coherent, and I think that freaks people out.

Drawing things as I visualize them is so fucking annoying because they’ll be simultaneously two mutually exclusive colors in my head or occasionally a color I literally can’t perceive and i just sit there going over shit in different colors like “you’re simultaneously white and dark grey” while the object in question continues to not be simultaneously white and dark grey

Why is it so difficult to get the hair right when drawing from memory/visualization I swear to god

vicradlehead:

this post is the only one that has 12 million notes and it changes all the time. the flubber robin williams, the rogerina, the “reblog if you dont have a tumblr” and the dean winchester gym shorts is literally all the same post and you guys are astonished that it has so many notes every time a new version of it comes around

My dream last night:

• There’s a giraffe emporium with a long title conveniently placed to our right.
• You have to go through a colorful trailer park and abandon your car to get into the zoo.
• An excited coyote jumped on me because it thought I had a treat and I could feel its claws.