#half demonkin

[justmykinthings]

Darkness in my soul

I will not go

Carry me home

Carry me home

[justmykinthings]

I’m so confused

Part of me wants to be an ethereal goddess who wears beautiful ballroom dresses with glitter adorning them as if they were stars, my nails painted dark purple and black to match the void which would fall from my finger tips as I created worlds in my hands, my hair flowy and wavy as if I was floating weightless in space, warmly greeting and entertaining dignified members of society with my “old soul” ways, elegant parties, and endless charity to those who seek my help

Then another part of me wants to be a lovey-dovey, joyous angel who wears pretty pink flower crowns, white flowy dresses, crystals on a golden chain adorning my neck, walking barefoot through the grass on a bright summer’s day, with shades of pink, white, and gold adoring my face in soft makeup, my hair in soft curls as I dance with the butterflies in the breeze, bringing a smile and warmth to others as I pass by, handing out wildflowers I found on my walk

But then a third part creeps up and begs for the comfort of the darkness, wanting to wear tattered black jeans, with black combat boots strapped to my feet, a sleeveless crop top covering my chest as a leather jacket drapes carelessly over my shoulders, the smoke of a cigarette wifts through the air as my ruby red lips hold onto it, eyes adorned in smokey eyeshadow and thick cat-like eyeliner, my hair spiked up and to the side, part of my head shaved and exposed, with tattoos and piercings galore

[justmykinthings]

8:40 p.m.

You haunt my memories, you haunt my heart. I don’t know anything about you, but I love you more than anyone. Come find me, please

[justmykinthings]

Ugh 2 days later and it’s finally done x.x not as great as I wanted to be but I ended up rushing it halfway through.

Anyways, past life memory inspired drawing. I keep having these memories about me and a male demon in Hell. I have no idea who he is or what he means to me but I know I miss him, and part of me still loves him(?) I think me and him were actually meant to be married. Whatever the case is I had to draw it out, it was bothering me for days

[justmykinthings]

Why does “i hate u, i love u” give me such major and depressing kin memories... I don’t even know who he is yet I can’t get him out of my head...