This is a true story. A celebration of love between two people. A celebration of love in general.
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Mazzy Loves Zaps
And he loves her too.
How many tumblr pages do you have? I was following the other one but you linked this one on your Instagram. Me am confused. Sincerely, peterespinal
This is my personal one. I left the other one because I’m a hardcore believer of energies and I didn’t like the “energy” the other one had. I’m shedding who I used to be and blossoming into who I am, history carries through in a way that doesn’t make me feel comfortable in that one. /hippietalk.
the transformation is almost complete.
Jesus loves Mazzy
- Me: *burp* Excuse me.
- Z: I excuse you.
- Z: The question is...
- Z: Does Jesus?
- Me: *Sigh*
Zaps loves George
- Zaps: Did you hear that people are saying George Clooney is gay?
- Me: *Rolls eyes*
- Zaps: Yeah, his response was "I think it's funny, but the last thing you'll ever see me do is jump and down saying 'these are lies!' that would be unfair and unkind to my good friends in the gay community. I'm not going to let anyone make it seem like being gay is a bad thing."
- Me: Nice. That's why I love George.
- Zaps: I love him cause he's dreamy.
The manliest of men
- Me: Babe, look! (Show him a pic of a cute kitty)
- Zaps: D'awwww look at the kitty.
- Z: ....
- Z: ....
- Z: Did I just say, "d'aww look at the kitty" ?
- M: Yyyyup.
- Z: Oh God. I've been around you too long.
- M: Bahahaha.
- Z: I feel like I need to look at porn now or something.
- M: -_-
- Z: IT'S FOR THE GREATER GOOD, BABE.
I can't even explain him.
- Z: (quiet)
- M: .....Hey babe?
- Z: Yeah?
- M: You ok?
- Z: Yeah. Just thinking about erotic falconry.
Hip.
- Zaps: Hey babe, you know those shirts that have a collar like this (traces triangle with fingers)
- Me: V-necks?
- Zaps: Do you know where they sell them?
- Me: Anywhere that sells hipster shirts.
- Zaps: ...
- Me: ...
- Zaps: Those are really hipster?
- Me: (scroll down Tumblr and weheartit)
- Zaps: ....I really like those...
- Me: That's fine.
- Zaps: I just...I really like them bec-
- Me: Babe. You don't have to explain it to me. I am the queen of wearing what I want without giving 2 butts what people think it says about me.
- Zaps: Well I want to get some.
- Me: Goddamn hipster.
We need to keep my expectations low.
- M: I feel like poop. My head hurts.
- Z: Think of the present I got you!
- M: I don't want to, I'll get overexcited and I just rather not, cuz what if it's just sort of cool and I think it's super awesome.
- Z: Oh trust me, it's super awesome.
- M: NOOOO STOP TELLING ME THATTTTTTT. I'll start to think you got me a canvas for painting, or a kitten, or a trip somewhere, you can't say that it's awesome, just say it's nice, don't use big words like "awesome" and "trust me" I'll think you got me something you could never possibly know I wanted in the first place. Hnnnggghh STOPPIT OH GOD SO MUCH PRESSURE YOU ARE SO INTENSE.
- Z: Hehehehe. Ok you have two really nice presents, and two okay presents. Better?
- M: THERE ARE THREE? You realize now in my head we're going on a Disney Cruise with David Tennant in Fright Night attire (with an axe) and a gift certificate for unlimited sushi right? You realize this right? Don't say I didn't warn you.
- Z: I love you.
- M: I'm packing. Are you allowed to wear bikinis on Disney Cruise lines?
Just because you’re a boy doesn’t mean you can’t use context clues
Me: What was it I said I wanted from Target?
Zaps: Something for your eyes.
Me: What? No I don’t think so.
Zaps: Lipgloss.
Me: …
We're adults.
- Me: I'm going to need you to take me around to do adult things this weekend.
- Z: To buy clothes?
- Me: And go to the post office and such.
- Z: To buy clothes?
- Z: ...and drugs?
- Z: and babies?
- Z: and ravioli?
- M:
- Z: And the pope?
- M: ...Ok that's enough of that.
- Z: I'll stop, but that doesn't mean it's enough.
- M: *Sigh*.
- Z: No but really, I'm done. I just needed my 5 daily minutes of being obnoxious.
- M: I wish it was 5 minutes.
- Z: I knew you were going to say that..
- M: Listen, I'm trying to do adult things, and your trolly hopping around is not helping.
- Z: Trolly hopping?
- M: I heard it in a spaghetti commercial.
- Z: ....
- M: I'm an adult.
Hi guys! In the next few days, you’ll see a few convos pop up!
Like everything else, it’s inspired in REAL LIFE and it’s just little conversations that I didn’t know how to translate into comics. :) Comics will resume soon!
Don't try to sass me when you grew up in Mexico.
- Zaps: We need to update the computers.
- Me: Nah.Too complicated
- Zaps: Babe. I know you're older and maybe feel like this technological business is a bit ahead of you, but I mean, don't worry, I'll help you.
- Me: I grew up in a first world country, your argument is invalid.
There have been a lot of things going on and I haven’t had a chance to draw, but Mazzy loves Zaps will be back soon!!
In the meantime, here’s a work of art I made using dolldivine while procrastinating taking a break from homework.
You know I feel kind of bad for British people. Because they only have one prop.
The damn phone booth.
Doctor Who: “Oh my time machine? A Phonebooth”
“Entrance to the Ministry of Magic? Phonebooth”.
“James Bond, the entrance of the underground weapons headquarters? Phonebooth. - Zaps on the tragedy (or stupid luck) of the British Phonebooth.
The damn phone booth.
Doctor Who: “Oh my time machine? A Phonebooth”
“Entrance to the Ministry of Magic? Phonebooth”.
“James Bond, the entrance of the underground weapons headquarters? Phonebooth. - Zaps on the tragedy (or stupid luck) of the British Phonebooth.
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#First World Problem Meltdown
#Spoiled Princess
