Aight So, Uhm. I’ve Actually Never Used Procreate To Draw Something In A While. I Used It A Few Years

This dumbass just made everyone female

WELCOME TO WHITE SPACE. YOU HAVE BEEN LIVING HERE AS LONG AS YOU CAN REMEMBER.

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I’m going to try and do something similar to Inktober/Omotober! My goal is to do at least one Omori drawing per day, no matter how simple or small, or how much I dislike what I’ve made! :3

I drew a marigold :P

In flower language, marigolds stand for grief or jealousy. But in some cultures, they stand for divinity, purity, and the connection between life and death! :D

Found more info.

This is so fvcked up.

Here’s the article: https://www.pbs.org/newshour/politics/lgbtq-youth-calls-to-mental-health-crisis-line-spiked-by-700-percent-after-election-day

imagine how much of a fucking horrible person you have to be that on the first day your elected into office the crisis calls of a Suicide Prevention Project Go Up 33%. The Trevor Project Received over 1,400 Call By Early Monday Afternoon. Most of those calls, if not all, are coming from children. Children scared of you and what you will do. Imagine how much power and how horrible you have to be to do that.

have a lil guy

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Sunflower discord server!!!

If you’re a fan of Sunflower (Basil X Sunny) from Omori, I made a server you can join where you can join me in my hyperfixating over the sillies! :3

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Love <3

Change a single letter and change the word game

I want to play a game with you all.

You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.

Dirt

A Basil-inspired poem I made a few months ago :D

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Sand bags Piled onto my shoulders One On The Other On The Other On The Other On Me Needing it to end I drop one of the sandbags But it falls Into my garden Of dreams Suffocating my plants Crushing my flowers But at least The weight is gone For now Until the next sandbag Is placed On my shoulders

Tending to my garden Watering the flowers Pruning the leaves Waiting for the blooms Of the flowers that are long dead Crushed by the weight But Continue To try to save what's left Of the dead flowers The withered white tulips The sunflowers that have gone Too long without the sun's Golden rays Until the sun returns And warms the garden again But the dead flowers Are gone So maybe it's time To plant new seeds In the soft soil And begin again

I wait patiently Tending to the seeds Waiting for the first sign Of soft green leaves Emerging from the earth And eventually As the sun shines And I continue To water The small seeds Of hope Eventually The seeds Turn To Sprouts And my garden Begins to bloom And to thrive And the flowerbuds bloom And the white tulips unfurl Green leaves And the sunflowers Face the sun And all is right And the garden grows Once again