Someone Arrested Him …

“I lied and said I was busy.

I was busy;

but not in a way most people understand.

I was busy taking deeper breaths.

I was busy silencing irrational thoughts.

I was busy calming a racing heart.

I was busy telling myself I am okay.

Sometimes, this is my busy -

and I will not apologize for it.”

- Brittin Oakman

- Artwork : Sivan.ka

Fuck yeah I am

Spinner 😩

Please do not dislike this skull.

“Some people hate the thought of being alone. I’m not like that. I love my solitude. I’m kind to myself. My feelings don’t get hurt. My energy’s not leeched. And it’s very peaceful.”

— Unknown

New Horikoshi Sketch featuring Toga & Dabi!

In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly weep,

Lies a heart in pieces, secrets it must keep.

Once it beat with fervor, passion's tender flame,

Now it's just a whisper, lost without a name.

Memories like specters, haunt the fragile mind,

Echoes of a love once pure, now cruelly left behind.

Each whispered word a dagger, each smile a distant ghost,

In the wreckage of a love, it's the silence that hurts most.

The heart, though broken, still yearns for the light,

For the tender warmth that once felt so right.

But in the depths of sorrow, a new strength is found,

In the pieces of a heart, scattered on the ground.

For love, though fleeting, leaves a lasting trace,

In the quiet moments, it still finds its place.

So, though the heart may break, it learns to mend and grow,

In the garden of its pain, new flowers start to show.

I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous. - Pablo Neruda

Kirishima bust. Building up commission examples when I open again.