“They Just Want To Be One Walk Off Into The Sun They’re Not Kissing And They’re Not Fucking They’re

the notes and drawings of a completely normal and sane girl im too lazy to add tags rn

might start posting here more again since everyone seems to be jumping ship at twitter

i guess this is a good time to say i have another blog where i post poems and stuff

A Girl, A Boy, The Lyre, The Sea

A Girl, a bird, of feather, in fire

A boy at death, gives life, new mem’ry

The girl is allured by stories on lyre

The boy is a myth, a saltless sea

The lyre’s promise for life not tired,

Was dangerous, not sweet nor free

The boy, his sea, was free to drown in,

Safe, surrounded by water, his sin

The lyre’s life was near a pyre,

But wings fly on song above the flame

The ocean’s path was differently dire,

It’s water feeds roots of falsehood in pain,

And birds are fed up with the petals of liars

So let the boy die, but not in the rain,

But in fire which breeds new songs for her

For her, the girl, the bird, lyre lured

thinking about that time i listened to every single taylor swift album back to back and genuinely loved every second of it

the cis male urge to draw whatever this is when im supposed to be taking notes in math

i know less than nothing abt pixel art

sketch dump time some worse than others (top is more recent than bottom) still cant figure out how to draw a body, but i think im getting better at faces the kid with the glasses is an undertale oc. he’s the perseverance human

N from pokemon is my ideal partner

my fuccking cat ateaed my dry cheeerions

ever just eat too many slices of bread?