that uneven shoulder is bothering me but i spent too long doing the sleeve, there was no going back

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@smol-critter
that uneven shoulder is bothering me but i spent too long doing the sleeve, there was no going back
peeps all tatted up
hello, it’s been a long time since i posted on here. I hadn’t felt the most at home sharing my art online for the past years since I’ve grown in different directions.
tumblr used to have a community i found so much wonder and inspiration in. i hope to be here once again if you will have me.
doodles & class notes i wrote absent mindedly
i drew from a photo by lovely faetus ♡
lately, my days have been warm beds and rainy weather.. the flesh of someone smells greasy, their rough black hair makes me feel comforted.. the shadow of a cross on the milk-shade translucent windowpane.. jars of water glittering along the driveway, these are memories that will come back and haunt me, i think…
shhh
i made a series of little drawings n yeah..
smol character drawings
soft hands, soft light
trees grow from inside you
Forest I went alone It made me scared but I knew trees and creatures never meant to harm There was nothing to fear but fear itself. It has been wriggling inside me a lot lately. Can someone please come with me?
Veined-heart boy
Maple leaf moonlet face so so far away I’m sad I’m sad but it’s okay it’s okay it’s okay
Some things, small things, delicate things, nonexistent things, things you don’t see in the light but feel their presence quivers and throbs in the dark
I borrowed a lot of books for the term break, including a book of bones and muscles. I think it would be nice to live in somebody’s bone creek or crack, and everyday I could listen to the rattle, click and the heartbeats maybe.
Blotched-cheek humpback mushroom log little boy
Bonetrees growing from the fractured spine