willel (1995)
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willel (1995)
Mind you, that was the exact ending of Voltron 😭
me and all the other bylers rn
Finished the princess jellyfish manga rn and just want to AAAAAAAAAJDBWIDNIESNBSHSH
Them>>
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YOU (2018-2025)
Sometimes I think about my audio drama and I’m like, damn. I really did alll that. I was fighting for my life lol and now she just feels like a little speck. One of the monsters in my closet
what if we gazed into each others eyes at the laundromat ahaha
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My contribution to the Persona 5 fandom
This is old art from early 2023 but I still love it and I need to share my cursed vision with you all :)
People might bring up Vincent van Gogh as an example of a painter who did great work in spite of, or because of, his suffering. I like to think that van Gogh would have been even more prolific and even greater if he wasn't so restricted by the things tormenting him. I don't think it was pain that made him so great, I think painting brought him whatever happiness he had.
—David Lynch
what could akechi be staring at so intensely?
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Yk I used to get really insecure that maybe I was being like waaay to intense of a person about my podcast and deadlines and all that, but now, nearly two months without it, I am quickly reminded that I am in fact just like that
Like I’ll binge read a book or watch a show in two days and get extremely sad it’s over because I loved it that much. How could I not be so intense over my baby that I poured hundreds of hours into, I’m that intense over videos games
that was the last time you saw akechi.
do you call it 'soulmate' or 'I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.'
Any time I read or watch something beautiful I want to die for days after