local man (me) cant go 1 day without drawing jmart fluff
The sun setting in the west, bringing rows and rows.
Oranges and pinks.
That flowed and flowed.
Like a painter at their easel.
Painting stroke by stroke.
It goes on a canvas,
a painting it showed.
The brush dipped in paint, the color, bold.
Bright orange and pink as it goes.
An image was made.
An elaborate portrait.
It adorned the sky.
In a sapphic canvas.
am the sunset.
The pink and the orange. The white in the middle.
Pride flows through me,
and makes up who am.
I'm unapologetically me
and unapologetically queer. The pink, orange and white,
a part of my identity.
A completed portrait,
a reflection of what it is to me. Pride is who am,
the community that accepts me.
very late poem i made back in june
excited for colder weather so I can be all bundled up again ⛄️
Hey chat sorry for not posting much but here’s stanley
mint chocochip mori kei
🐱These were found on Gifcities and Deviantart(stamps)!
PT 2
😸Stamp creds in order (c) Destinysgrace, phantom
and on April 13th, neil banged out the tunes, and it was good
introducing Neil, Myrtle and Otus’s second baby. hes very small
The final stage of every OC's creation is having to go through websites like this to name it:
"Well if you don't believe in God why don't you go around hurting and killing people?"
If your "god" is the only thing keeping you from committing heinous acts, I don't think you should be allowed in a civilized society. At all. Do you realize just how INSANE that sounds? I don't go killing people because, news flash, I DON'T WANT TO KILL PEOPLE. "God" does not have to stop me because there is NOTHING TO STOP.