Another comic I started last night. This one is basically about what it was like being African American in high school, minus the supernatural transformation at the end.
He love this fat ass hhahahahahjahahsjskkaakak
the only domestic instinct my parents have managed to pass on to me is the tendency to hoard multiple plastic bags in another plastic bag despite the fact that I will probably never need this many plastic bags in my adult life
sorry i’m late, professor. im disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis