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Stranger Things
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Claire Keane
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
hello vonnie
trying on a metaphor
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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@iwasborn4this
a little reminder! by anna-laura art
You have been with me from the beginning.
John 15:27
Commission
I'll take a better picture at some point but hehe, painting for class
My Lord and my God
He has risen yayy
The fallen angel and the son of God
i made a little zine/sticker pack i made for a craft fair recently! saint bios are HEAVILY abbreviated bc the zine was very very pocket sized.
12 apostles designs :D
The first depiction of Mary and Jesus
you of little faith, why did you doubt?
A little color study ft. sumetals new outfit 🫶
heart to heart between friends for @wily-bones ^-^
And heaven and nature sing
Commission
truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.