Well hey there. I'm Colleen and it's my birthday. I'm 19, white, pansexual, agender-ish(?????), Taurus, ENFP, diagnosed ADHD, and a fairy princess/queen of Hell. My pronouns are she/her or they/them. My art/fashion/music blog is barksennui and my art blog is idratherbedoodling. I don't use them much but follow them anyway because it would make me feel good about myself. Ask me off anon for my snapchat if you want a constant stream of dog photos sent to your phone. Always remember to tip your waitress and spay and neuter your pets.
Gonna attempt the #100daysofmakeup challenge thing. For day 1 I wanted dewy skin to be the main focus, so I kept my eyes and lips simple. And by simple I mean I’m wearing blush and highlighter as eyeshadow
Whompuss is a gift from heaven. (I swear she’s not holding me at knifepoint and forcing me to type that)
Maybe if I keep making myself look like an alien they’ll eventually take the hint and abduct me like they should’ve a long time ago
Contractions function almost identically to the full two-word phrase, but are only appropriate in some places in a sentence. It’s one of the weird quirks of this language we’ve.
This post needs some kind of warning sign.
I did not see that coming.
Some people say the English language is confusing. To which I say… It’s.
That’s the kind of linguist I’m.
