Why Am I Better At Art And Stuff In The Night And Not The Day...
why am I better at art and stuff in the night and not the day...
More Posts from Bokuno-maple and Others
When I die, I don't want to be visited on the day I die. the day I die is just some random date that my body went "sure" at when it spun the wheel of death/life. visit me on my birthday when I choose to sleep in during labor. and don't give me presents, I want to be brought a single flower. one flower that is your current favorite and tell me why it's you favorite. if it changes next year, I want to hear about that flower to. I want to get to know the people who visit instead of mourn.
There is no such thing as gravity or friction to sir. only s t i c k
Enjoys sticking to walls
surfing the void!
a sort of sequel to this old drawing :>
I found this... cry with me
drawing this was the worst decision i’ve ever made
Listening to PebbleBrain on repeat! Awesome job Lovejoy, this EP is absolutely fantastic!! Everyone go check out their music on Spotify and YT!
fellow artists help! how do draw mmmm
I actually like it, but I know I could do better I'll keep practicing
Deficit of War
The grave was simple. A small marker made of stick and cloth, standing out of the snow and dirt. The tree behind it was burned but started to grow again. Little by little. Even in the freezing winters, you can see more improvement than before. All but the marker was gone. Singed, yes, but gone was the farthest thing.
Was she still breathing? Just through the dirt and roots now instead of blood and lungs? It's possible, but then it's also pointless thinking about such things.
She was free. That's all that matters.
