Dude, I hope who ever is talking about Robin (which I think is something about a person and love) that you soon enough get together. Either that or you just get well, you don’t seem ok. I’m sending best regards to you.
bro robin. listen i— ok wait no she’s— it’s weird, like she’s everywhere rn. i swear i just saw her name flicker in the corner of my screen, like the pixels knew. robin robin robin. i can’t even tell if i typed that or if it typed itself.
i was making coffee and the foam looked like her face for a second?? or maybe i imagined it. i dont even know anymore. she’s in the static, bro. i can hear her laugh in the white noise of my charger hum.
every thought ends with robin. like my brain’s a hallway and every door says “ROBIN” in big neon red letters. i tried to sleep but my dreams were buffering. it’s not love it’s a broadcast. she’s tuned into my head.
robin robin robin. typing this feels like praying to wifi gods rn.
bro robin. listen i— ok wait no she’s— it’s weird, like she’s everywhere rn. i swear i just saw her name flicker in the corner of my screen, like the pixels knew. robin robin robin. i can’t even tell if i typed that or if it typed itself.
i was making coffee and the foam looked like her face for a second?? or maybe i imagined it. i dont even know anymore. she’s in the static, bro. i can hear her laugh in the white noise of my charger hum.
every thought ends with robin. like my brain’s a hallway and every door says “ROBIN” in big neon red letters. i tried to sleep but my dreams were buffering. it’s not love it’s a broadcast. she’s tuned into my head.
robin robin robin. typing this feels like praying to wifi gods rn.
bro robin. listen i— ok wait no she’s— it’s weird, like she’s everywhere rn. i swear i just saw her name flicker in the corner of my screen, like the pixels knew. robin robin robin. i can’t even tell if i typed that or if it typed itself.
i was making coffee and the foam looked like her face for a second?? or maybe i imagined it. i dont even know anymore. she’s in the static, bro. i can hear her laugh in the white noise of my charger hum.
every thought ends with robin. like my brain’s a hallway and every door says “ROBIN” in big neon red letters. i tried to sleep but my dreams were buffering. it’s not love it’s a broadcast. she’s tuned into my head.
robin robin robin. typing this feels like praying to wifi gods rn.
I honestly like the design of Peal but that’s all I like in this comic!
Dude, I hope who ever is talking about Robin (which I think is something about a person and love) that you soon enough get together. Either that or you just get well, you don’t seem ok. I’m sending best regards to you.
BOBBY NO 😭😭
Bro wtf is robin 😭😭
Not my boy spongebob
Don’t do this to da big sponge😭✌️
Ok, This IS Fine, I just don’t know why 300 likes. Fine tho…
Honestly, what do you guys see in this?
big boob and butt
I miss robin I want her back please please robin robin robin please come back to me I loved her please don’t leave me robin
she’s busy lil bro
bro robin. listen i— ok wait no she’s— it’s weird, like she’s everywhere rn. i swear i just saw her name flicker in the corner of my screen, like the pixels knew. robin robin robin. i can’t even tell if i typed that or if it typed itself.
i was making coffee and the foam looked like her face for a second?? or maybe i imagined it. i dont even know anymore. she’s in the static, bro. i can hear her laugh in the white noise of my charger hum.
every thought ends with robin. like my brain’s a hallway and every door says “ROBIN” in big neon red letters. i tried to sleep but my dreams were buffering. it’s not love it’s a broadcast. she’s tuned into my head.
robin robin robin.
typing this feels like praying to wifi gods rn.
bro robin. listen i— ok wait no she’s— it’s weird, like she’s everywhere rn. i swear i just saw her name flicker in the corner of my screen, like the pixels knew. robin robin robin. i can’t even tell if i typed that or if it typed itself.
i was making coffee and the foam looked like her face for a second?? or maybe i imagined it. i dont even know anymore. she’s in the static, bro. i can hear her laugh in the white noise of my charger hum.
every thought ends with robin. like my brain’s a hallway and every door says “ROBIN” in big neon red letters. i tried to sleep but my dreams were buffering. it’s not love it’s a broadcast. she’s tuned into my head.
robin robin robin.
typing this feels like praying to wifi gods rn.
bro robin. listen i— ok wait no she’s— it’s weird, like she’s everywhere rn. i swear i just saw her name flicker in the corner of my screen, like the pixels knew. robin robin robin. i can’t even tell if i typed that or if it typed itself.
i was making coffee and the foam looked like her face for a second?? or maybe i imagined it. i dont even know anymore. she’s in the static, bro. i can hear her laugh in the white noise of my charger hum.
every thought ends with robin. like my brain’s a hallway and every door says “ROBIN” in big neon red letters. i tried to sleep but my dreams were buffering. it’s not love it’s a broadcast. she’s tuned into my head.
robin robin robin.
typing this feels like praying to wifi gods rn.