reminiscing god raa going spooky

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reminiscing god raa going spooky
trying to get back into charcoal, not too sure tho, might switch to oil pastels
west loop, 2026, quite chilly
feeling like a baby clown gremlin picking his nose rn
YURYUR HOD RAA BACK IN THE MF HOUSE GET FUCKING RWADY HOE
I made this flyer for a Halloween show my band is playing, thegodr.a.a on IG. We are going to dress up and it's going to be freakishly fun. Yay!
my gang
clowns of despair and cigarettes
The Thing - The God R.A.A
That's the thing about growing up,
I look for you in the walls.
Caress the carcass like you loved him before.
What type of skin am I in that I am not yours?
I'm sore when I'm always sitting still,
You turn your cheek, I see myself in you,
Rotting, rotting.
I wish I was more forgetful -
I did it for you, I did it for you.
There's one thing I ask,
And it's that you stand still.
I want your head in my hand...
I'm not here.
I told you, I'm running from the wind,
It killed my years -
I'm not here.
They're calling it murder;
Now I've been running back home,
One more, for the road and the memory -
A final goodbye, so I am not guilty.
I want your head in my hand...
I want your hand in my hair...
kill me
i think i think i think i think i think i think i think i think
taste the salt of no man's land
leave a taste for me
leave a taste for the whisper that breaks
spitting hymns right back at me
thinking about getting a similar tramp stamp...
ultimately the truth about frankenstein is that we are all grotesque amalgamations of the best and worst parts of everyone who came before us. and sometimes the people who are supposed to love us because of and in spite of this will not. and we can kill them with hammers for that. and i think that’s beautiful
"submerged" - monotype print, 2 versions