Wojciech Ćwiertniewicz, 2026, january sketch-book
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Wojciech Ćwiertniewicz, 2026, january sketch-book
Now why would you keep saying "his eyes were so blue" again and again and again
Okey we get it his eyes are blue just stop itttttt
Or maybe I have a fucking problem with blue eyes because they haunts me on a daily basis
Insanity
He very nearly loved me
I said love me always
I wanted him to love me
She said come back to me
She wanted him to stay safe
Inside the insanity of his other life
He very nearly loved me
Nearly threw away the key
Locked inside the insanity with me
But he didn’t love me
Kept the key for his sanity
Left me locked inside
My insanity of life without him
Walked away and threw away the key
I'm sorry but like... this man was so damn fine!
I think I have a type
I have to say that this beard is working for me in all kinds of ways. Mr. Butler you beautiful man
Got a new septum piercing 😍 love it
A familiar high note quivers in her mother's voice, a vinegary note that catches at her sinuses and makes her eyes water. She does not know its name – not yet, though later she will know it as F sharp – but she can pick it out on Daddy's piano. But that's a secret even from her mother; the hours spent together at the old Bechstein, Daddy with his pipe in his mouth, Emily sitting in his lap with her small hands just touching the keyboard as he plays the Moonlight Sonata or Für Elise and her mother thinks she is in bed.
— blueeyedboy (Joanne Harris)