Sandman

Carnival / 1999 / I draw and love monsters / dm for commission info / He/Him / Intersex Crafting Pearls...Casting Dreams Creating Sensual art focusing on Queer Men. Highlighting masculine tenderness (:

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Meringue Twilight... . .

A light that fell long ago Pretends to be the soul Breathing in your body 𓇼 ⋆｡˚ 𓆝⋆｡˚ 𓇼 Prints here | Kofi

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There is an opening, my dearest Pandora. Somewhere inside, softly it calls your name out to you. There in the light of this love, flesh and blood, it all becomes beautiful.

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Raven's Song

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resting against a pale sun

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Is ar an bhfarraige a fhillim arís In a dream the ocean poured into my room Inside every color, I saw you.

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ó thús go deireadh

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Moondrops - Closeup of a Work in progress

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🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵🏵

More flowers for you

Thank you 🏵

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Looking At You In Silence

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Song for Zula

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🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸O🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸/|\🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸/\🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

enjoy the flowers flower boy

i hope you find peace

i hope we all do

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(i hope this didnt get messed up 😭 but anyway, hugs !! all will be well my friend :] i adore your art btw your art style is genuinely insane and the colors oohmygod !!!! but you are more than your art. you are living and breathing and you deserve love. im proud of you for surviving)

Thank you for the flowers. It brought me a lot of joy to see this <3 I will make it through this chapter of life, and I will keep creating (I hope you continue to enjoy what I make) 🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼 Some flowers for you in return

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Houdini

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Spider's Pearl

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"These are my brother's tears."

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Someone asked me today. "How do you properly say goodbye to someone." I had said goodbye yesterday. They had no way of knowing, but it's the question that they chose. I felt my heart sinking. The goodbye was an exchange this time, of words. Not me receiving a call that someone I loved had died. We romanticize this notion of goodbyes, to many they are a luxury not often afforded. But I felt as if I couldn't say what I really wanted to. Because somewhere in that heart it was decided what I supposed to say. So it didn't matter what words came out. Because it wasn't about me. And it didn't really need to be, unless they wanted it to be. So I just said I love you, and goodbye. I stared at my late friend's ring, It's been over 5 years since that loss. I've posted art of him and his girlfriend. And I always quickly delete it. As I am overcome with such great emptiness at the reminder they are not here in way they were before. And with every time I stare at his ring. I say a quiet "goodbye." But also "Hello." I am doing what you believed that I could. I am living. Despite everything. I haven't stopped creating. The greatest gift my friends gave me before they left was their belief. the deepest truest form of love. Belief that I had the power to have a happy life. So many people have expressed their doubt in my situation. "It's the way things are." I heard someone I love say something in their sleep. "you're never getting out of there." And I felt so far away. I still feel so far away. Every time I start to drift, and every time I hear those words aloud. There is a chime that clears all darkness, my friends voices echo within me. I will find happiness and peace. It is waiting for me because I have opened the door to step into the light.

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At the edge of the ocean, it pours endlessly, love in all it's splendor.

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ᯓ‎𝄞 ˎˊ˗ Constant Melody ♫⋆｡♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ.