still going insane over them

@theartofmadeline
cherry valley forever

Kaledo Art

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todays bird
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Not today Justin
Xuebing Du

Origami Around
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Claire Keane
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@eijirouskirishimas
still going insane over them
mostly mushy MBs from the past few months!
Can't believe I'm actually posting on tumblr again but welp here's my comic I made for the @rengazine 🌺❄️
[Don't repost my art]
you & me !
Lan Wangji: I can love a person and still admit when they're wrong. I love Wei Ying but can acknowledge his flaws (he has none) and can hold him accountable for his wrongdoings (he's never done anything wrong in his life) and call him out for his actions (which are always correct)
Happy Lunar New Year 💫
holding you closer to my heart ❤️🐇
MISERY
They are very in love
1.01 | 2.06
hey there! I'm still living. What are y'all into these days?
Loki + grief
I don’t remember who I am.
I know my name, I know my family, I know my friends, and I know my coworkers. It’s not that I don’t have any knowledge of who I am, I just don’t know who I am as a person.
I used to know. I used to know what I was like. I used to know what I enjoy doing, where I wanted to go, who I wanted to see. Now, I don’t know any of that.
I don’t know what I want to do. I don’t know what I want to eat. I don’t even know what I like to eat. I can’t remember any interests I’ve had outside of the shows I’m watching right now, but I know I used to have many.
I can’t tell if I'm losing my mind, or if I’ve always been this way. Can I only observe who I am in retrospect, or is my memory leaving me?
I used to write. I used to draw. I used to play music. Now? I can’t write, I can’t draw, and my viola sounds like a dying creature.
The worst is, I can’t remember my emotions. I don’t know what makes me happy, what makes me sad, who and what I love, the things I hate. I just feel… nothing.
I want to feel again. I want to love again. I want to remember again.
I want to know myself again.
Why, you stuck-up, half-witted, scruffy-looking nerf herder!
suddenly i have a crush on maki