Continued from part 1 here
Yet people won’t really care so much cause it’s so sketchy, but I just wanted to get it out there. And Jenny’s face there is quite a bitch to draw sometimes. She’s got weird angles I havn’t perfected yet. Trying to get that mix of cartoony and real is hard sometimes.
Oh well thanks for checkin it out. :)
Sometimes I strike gold…but this joke isn’t finished yet. I’ll post the last part later when I can finish it.
Just the silly things Eddie does to Jenny most of the time. It’s why she’s so angry so often.
Waffles: i’m just reading about how this Egyptologist came across jars full of honey
so naturally they started eating it
Waffles: then one of the party remarked on a hair in the honey he was dipping bread in
they found more hair and pulled on it and ‘the body of a small child appeared, in good state of preservation, with all limbs intact and well dressed, with ornaments’
Me: GOOD LORD
Waffles: it is not recorded if any of the party ever ate anything ever again
Me: bluagh guahg
so it was a child in a big jar of honey?
they were really going at it?
not just tasting huh
Waffles: yeah they must have been really nomming it
Me: the messed up adventures of winnie the pooh
I usually don’t reblog stuff like this because this is my art blog but this hit close to home and reminded me of so many conversations that made me feel like garbage.
A big problem with ending a relationship is sometimes there’s the feeling that it wasn’t meaningful, all a lie, or that the other person was never actually invested. With a bisexual person, even if they have a normal amount of relationships and drama, if the gender of their next lover is swapped a bitter ex can latch on to that as “it’s not me, it’s that they never loved me at all!”
So it’s kind of pushed on bisexuals to be more confident, responsible and sure of themselves than any other sexuality, or else they’ll come off as flakey sluts even if they’re normal.
That said being bisexual/empowyred/womanizer is not an excuse to be a meandering fickle abuser y’all meandering fickle abusers. No one cares if you own up to yourself, just don’t lie and hurt people with a false label
Wait I’m confused; what’s a relationship again? Is it anything like the cold bitter tundra that is my life?
A relationship is when you buy someone food even if they already have money
whatever to all this banter here, this comic is fucking true and also applicable to me