When I hear myself speak French, I look at myself differently. Certain aspects will feel closer to the way I feel or the way I am and others won’t. I like that—to tour different sides of yourself. I often find when looking at people who are comfortable in many languages, they’re more comfortable talking about emotional stuff in a certain language or political stuff in another and that’s really interesting, how people relate to those languages.❞
person : why do you draw everything facing left in 3/4 view
me : im a right handed mediocre artist
i used to think blogging was writing pages of what you have been doing and plans for the future and thoughts you have and to upload photos of your travels or your friends but here we are as bloggers and all the information that is on my page is 1+1=banana
You are on your way from the LOCAL LIBRARY to the U-HAUL rental center to rent a moving van when you are suddenly confronted by a TEMPLAR KNIGHT. He wields his BROADSWORD threateningly, expressing through his firm body language that he shows no interest in letting you pass. What is your course of action?
You turn and walk away from the LOCAL LIBRARY, abandoning your mission to rent a moving van from the U-HAUL rental center. The TEMPLAR KNIGHT does not pursue you; as you make some distance from him, you can hear him sheathing his BROADSWORD back into its scabbard. You get home, but you never do rent a U-Haul van and have to give away all of your belongings in your old apartment before you move into your new apartment, leaving you eternally bitter and unhappy…
"tea is just leaf water!" "yeah well coffee is just bean water!" wow, it’s. it’s like everything is made of things. this door is just wood rectangle. this poster is just ink paper. this lemonade is just lemon water. wow, it’s like you can combine ingredients to make things that are more enjoyable than the initial parts of the equation. sure is a magical world we live in