occasionally subtle
trying on a metaphor
Show & Tell
Kaledo Art
we're not kids anymore.
Kiana Khansmith
blake kathryn
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oozey mess
@theartofmadeline
hello vonnie
almost home
Janaina Medeiros
tumblr dot com
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Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always
taylor price
Not today Justin
YOU ARE THE REASON
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@justabitdivided
“You’re okay,” Clarke whispers, kissing the spot where her words touch Lexa’s skin. “You’re okay. You’re okay.“ She repeats it again and again like a quiet refrain.
I can’t express with words how much I love this fic ‘When my heart is at war’ by @mopeytropey so I tried with my pencils. I hope it’s okay.
Also, I was happy to notice that my older drawing of clexa sort of fits a scene in this story.
Gerrel Saunders
i would like to spend the rest of my time loving things. so i will.
Observe it. Don’t absorb it.
“Do you realize how simple a desire is? Sleeping is a desire. Walking is a desire. Listening to music, or making music, or writing, are desires. A spring, a winter, are desires. Old age also is a desire. Even death. Desire never needs interpreting, it is it which experiments”
— Gilles Deleuze, in Dialogues with Claire Parnet (via bergmans-ghost)
It has to be passionate or I don’t want it.
chaotic academia
whispering “no” while reading a book because you know that the character's about to make a fool out of themselves and kill you with second hand embarrassment
