my name is chuck, i am a white-tailed deer in the body of a 20-year-old jeweler/rat enthusiast. my hobbies include staying hydrated and complaining about my hair.
better known as witchlings
my face

i am unfamiliar with that feeling where pictures of myself look acceptable i mean it’s been a while i guess
it’s hot outside and freezing in the house and instead of adjusting the thermostat i’m just alternating between the two environments depending on whether i’d be hot or cold at any given time
this is an announcement that i cut my hair a few days ago on a whim and for the first time it was a good idea because the bottom two inches of my hair was gross and stringy as hell
so there, Haircut Gods
i finally beat you
am clothes
if i still lived with my mom she’d be all “aaaaa it’s alive!” and i’d be like “oh wow mom i’ve never heard that one before especially not from you!!! now if you’ll excuse me i’m going to buy some nachos and then go back to bed”
luna p has held her colour and stuff really well because i mean it’s only been two years but WOW i never see her the right way up and forgot how LITERALLY PERFECT she looked when she was brand new??



