a new zine called shitty horoscopes that i’ll be premiering this year at the Toronto Queer Zine Fair, among other things! hopefully i’ll make volumes available for online purchase soon. credit where credit is due: this was inspired by the huge number of made-up horoscopes floating around tumblr lately, and angry-poems.
yup, the Libra one is pretty accurate
GI̮̬̤̻͖͚F҉̱̲F͎͘A̺̥Ņ̖Y̘̮̬̣͎ ̵̥̭͖D͓̳I͙̖͘D̬̝́ ̷̬͇N͎͈͕̪̕O͍̗T̳̖͍̼̤̟H̟̻͎̺͉͉I̢̱̰ͅNG͖̙̰̬͎ ̯̺̬W̩͞R̵̺̘O̢̪͕̝N̰̦̝̥G͉̣̗̜͍̹͡
i hope someday you can find someone
whose presence can heal your pain. (via neutralis)
some more fat lip shit
OOC: Jonah was the ‘WHAT’
This is what happens when I forget to cut up sound effects and accidentally line up a zipper noise at the wrong place.
SORRY JONAH! I love you <3
Jean: Jonah Scott
Fuck up by Michaela Laws
Warnings: lots and lots of gross fleshy noises, bone cracking, and scary growls. It’s spooky!
I did the original recording all in one take, so I just went with it and figured out what to do with the audio mixing on the fly. So yeah, if any of the lines seem awkward thats probably why haha. Can you tell I’ve been reading a lot of Franken Fran?
makeup and shit