The person whose name is written in this notebook…(▽ミズキ)
*ominous Death Note writing music* The person whose name is written in this notebook will, in 40 seconds… forget how to ride a bicycle wHAT THE HELL IS THIS*falls off bike*
Okay this is so very owl actually. Owls are creatures of habit and routine. “Nope, this right here is my perching spot, gonna stay here, don’t give a fuck.” Also the not giving a fuck. Look at the little birdy faces. Sleepy happy birds, no fucks given.
I have had the honor of working on two different comics projects with Don Hertzfeldt. Flight, and Fusion Future. But this is the story of my first interaction with the man.
“What you see is a myosin protein dragging an endorphin along a filament to the inner part of the brain’s parietal cortex which creates happiness. Happiness. You’re looking at happiness.”
Look at her STRUT!!! She is dragging that endorphin for filth and using that filament as her runway, bitch.
6 inch heels…..she walked in the club like nobody’s business…..godam…..she murdered everybody and i was her witness