coyote sing along hour
I roam through the world thinkin’ about tomorrow
I roam through the world thinkin’ about tomorrow
thinkin’ about tomorrow
thinkin’ about tomorrow
I am smelling like a rose that somebody gave me on my birthday deathbed!
I am smelling like a rose that somebody gave me ‘cause I’m dead and bloated!
Lots of random gunk, but some drawings and cooking talk too. Obsesses about DnD and related topics. Left-leaning/profoundly frustrated politics. Black lives matter; trans rights are human rights.
Occasionally NSFW art and discussion, please do follow if you're 18+.