#art bitches

[lazthecat3]

My art block randomly got lifted

Niko is only good at being a wing woman 😔

[obsessedlovebirdd]

Red.

Let me cut off the strings,

You tied to my heart.

Molding me into all I am,

Alone in your sight.

Scrubbing and cleaning,

And washing me white.

What is this lack of colour,

I let you raise me in?

This quiet,

Graceful puppet.

Meant only to be someone in the background,

With a sharp mind she can never use to her own will?

With her voice blocked out to the din?

I am never going to be that.

No matter how much you whitewash me,

I am not snow to be trampled,

Beneath someone else's feet.

I don't care if I die.

Call it rebellion,

But I will slash through the sugar coated thread,

Of a good future.

And the pain bleed,

Like wine through your pristine shell,

Crimson,

A horrifying sight,

Of a heart detached from your hand.

I am vicious at mind,

And vile at tongue.

Fierce as the thunder that drums in my voice,

All of it a longing for my own words,

A bittersweet dream I'm fed.

Keep painting me white,

But I will always bleed out.

I will always be red.

-Lovebird.

I am a bloodbath.

[lamb200345567]

YOOOO I KINDA FORGOT TO UPLOAD THIS BUUUUT HERES THE BEE COMIC!!!!

Its from the Amity Arena update thing so i drew a comic on it!

[the-artists-channel]

I love knock knock jokes

[obsessedlovebirdd]

Witch.

Burn the witch,

Burn her down.

She's got a different sort of luck,

Leaving broken words behind her,

Her mind utterly and truly fucked.

Kill the witch,

slit her throat.

She murders a man,

And then another to gloat.

Find the witch,

You never will,

Your skull will crack,

Before you see.

I'm all you want me,

Not to be.

I am a witch,

Not the kind you know,

I'll make you fall in love,

Make you a trophy piece,

And turn you to stone.

You called me a witch,

And I loved it.

Every second of making you,

More afraid,

Driven out of wit.

Kill the witch,

You'll find a bitch,

That will hurt you even more.

You gave me a hand,

And I played it well,

Leaving your loss more dead than sore.

-Lovebird.

My friend @betheal made a continuation right here.

My friends call me a bad influence. It's so fun.

[obsessedlovebirdd]

Child.

I never had the chance of a soft heart,

To have the song of the wind send me to sleep.

Sunlight burned my throat and hope,

Until it was washed white,

And covered in weeds.

Covered in bloody fight.

How did I let myself,

Let my blood,

That had gone so rotten and black,

Have you?

You.

That were so pure.

That was nothing,

But warmth and breeze.

Not everything good in the world,

Because you were a little horrid yourself.

But you were the good,

That had been done to me.

Why did I let you see the burns I'd gotten,

When I was too stubborn to listen to the world?

When it told me not to speak,

I screamed.

Was it because you knew all I wanted to do instead was hold myself small,

And go away,

Be a love letter with no seal.

Did you feel it,

When you touched my deepest sin?

The silent,

Swallowing,

Child that had never been.

Just a flower,

That I clutched and tore at,

But wouldn't wither,

Hidden and growing within.

-Lovebird.

Anyone else have a non-existent childhood that left too soon? No? Just me? Fucking Liars.

[cosima-nova]

Friends don’t let friends cope incorrectly.