sometimes John will palm my skull like a basketball- it feels oddly comforting.
Sometimes I sit around and fantasize about what I’d say during an interview with my dream job. And sometimes I shouldn’t be allowed in the real world.
this is by an amazing artist, and great friend of mine: http://pageboy.deviantart.com
check out her work- the rest is as funny and rad!
This is perfection in a graphic on Tumblr… form.
