Look At This Dork Blushing

Very relatable

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“this is why I like you”

a bunch of saturday night drunk doodles for y’all

Bombastic Eren

Sketch VS Colored

I have so many colored version of this sketch, yet ain’t satisfied with any ...

me: misplaces one finger on the trackpad

windows 8: closes the browser, locks the computer, calculates the mass of the sun, sets my house on fire, types out the entire script of the bee movie in webdings

Rage 🦋❄️


bruh i am so happy with this one I don’t remember when i was satisfied with a piece a did, but this is a win for me👁

It’s really hard to not be able to tell someone you love them.

It’s really hard to not be able to tell someone you miss them.

It’s really hard to say goodbye when you don’t actually ready to let him go.

It’s always hurt every time you realize how much you want to run and hug him.

It’s always hurt every time you realize that the only place you want to be is in his arms.

It’s always hurt every time you always have to lie that you are fine when he asked about your day, when you actually cry every single day since that goodbye.

I know this is the right thing to do, but it just doesn’t make this any less painful.

Maybe it’s true, what people say to let go of someone if you love them.

Many times I asked myself whether or not this is the right decision.

But, every time I think about him and how exhausting it will be for him to hold himself if we were still together, I am always convinced that this couldn’t go any other way than it is now.

Every time I remember the proof that this is too hard for him, I am always convinced that I can’t hold him any more than this.

Maybe I am using him as an excuse for how much I can’t accept that thing.

Maybe I am using him as an excuse because I can no longer bear the pain.

Maybe I am using him as an excuse to try saving my own heart.

Either way, this is why we now come to this.

Partially, because I don’t deserve you anymore.

And the other part is because you are too good to be true to be in my life.

Trees and Undergrowth, 1887, Vincent van Gogh

Medium: oil,canvas