broad’s word

grrrr i want her

Logged back in specifically to scream into the void about this beautiful angel. She likes me too. I'm going to throw up.

I want this girl so bad. Fuck. FUCK. She's literally so fucking sweet. I'm going to lose my mind.

Lose all the actors, the dark shadows, leave only the still lifes, the blissful distant wash of waves. If everybody knew -- you never did. She’ll be coming soon. That is all.

what could possibly go wrong !

If the soft spot in my skull ever hardens up I’m going to start picking fights

time of year when we've all gotta start liking soup. if you were already liking soup you were doing it out of season.

White text over a blurry, pink faced man with a beard, beady eyes, flat mouth, and a long wide nose. Top text: "Alright" Bottom text: "You're going in the zine" The word zine has obviously been pasted over a different word. There's a speaker icon in the lower right corner that implies this meme was stolen from Instagram

It might not be happy, but it's meme Monday everybody🖤

Direct deposit hits and I say sorry to God for breaking my promise again, beeline to the corner store after beating the pavement with my indecisive feet for ten minutes, weighing pros and cons, conclusion finally being, first priority, cigarettes and amphetamines.

Scammed on a shoeshine
Double coin, double bastard
Coyote takes trouble to the bone yard for processing
I’d better get my bones together before he comes to process me

if you date me you get to occasionally get a pissy text accusing you of infecting my shitty little poems

You know how at the end of broad city how the two broads walk out into the city and you realize there are actually hundreds of broads just like them and New York City is basically just a big factory for the production of meaningful broad relationships? Ok well my body like that for tapeworms

A sentence quoted in an otherwise bland book about personal finance: "Freight will continue to drag itself across the patient earth."

broadswords
broads‘ words

a mace

with whistles all around it, made to flail at high speeds

A mace that screams due to its structure, the way the air flows through as it flies toward its target

A sword for broads can you believe it

A dagger that grants great fortune to those who survive its blade, but only when the victim is left for dead, only when the assailant forgets to make certain

a meek little girl with her eyes shut tight, hands over her ears, saying ”no, no, no, no, no it cannot be”

Honeyed words yum yum lick it up

This little account is just for me to write and play.

And to follow good art accounts and writers. inspiration. 🐣

broadswords
broads‘ words

A sword for broads can you believe it

swords are already a pretty lesbian thing to think about, but, my friends, I have come to the realization that the broadsword is the most lesbian of swords

Thinking about swords again.

west coast 4ever

Painting of two muscular arms interlocked in handshake of sorts, allowing the bicep to flex in their embrace. The two arms are different skin tones and the original painting probably represented interracial solidarity. The left arm is labeled "Anarchists not being able to spell heirerchy" (hierarchy) The right arm is labeled "Marxists not being able to spell burgosisy" (bourgeoisie)

Happy Labor Day to everyone who celebrates!