And it’s half done!! But a lot more to do..📚🤍🪡

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And it’s half done!! But a lot more to do..📚🤍🪡
Just some naga art 🐍
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Not sure about this Moro Rock hike
Started a little #painting today! #workprogress #wip #art #artwork #darkunicorn #bayunicorn #lotstodo #longtimenopaint #equine #equineart #equineartist #prettypony #halfdone #acrylicpainting #fantasy #unicorn #fantasticbeasts #fantasyequine
Jihyo’s ‘Zone’ is a Job Half-Done – Seoulbeats
When a member of a popular idol group debuts as a solo artist, there are two main goals: to set that debut apart from their group, and to establish the persona of the idol as an individual. While these are often interchangeable goals, especially when both are achieved, it is entirely possible to achieve only one. Sadly, that is the case with Jihyo’s debut EP, Zone. While the music very much sets…
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unturned cake
I’m a mess.
I’m a fusion of healing and breaking.
One day I’m proud, another I’m a puddle of regrets. One day I brag of my fast-paced recuperation, but some days I will hide in the shame of my brokenness. Drowned memories take their turns to resurface; each one crawling its way back to me. They come at night- flooding my pillow, injuring yet again another closed wound. I never really heal. I’m just happy one day, then awoken to reality the next.
Epiphany was never really mine; melancholy is. Like blood running through my vein, misery is part of me. Deep cut spills woes out but stitch me soon or else I’d fall empty. Fix me with stitches, fill me with lattices, but I can’t be done. Despair can only be less, not gone.
I’m hanging by a thread, walking on my tiptoe. Can I do this now? Will it only deepen the hurt?
Half-baked drawing of a spot in my family’s DnD game, using skills I supposedly learned in 4th grade nearly decades ago. Maybe if I keep drawing everyday I’ll move to 5th grade art!
A bumbling cult was rambling about their supposed god at this wall, but one of them had found a tiger cub. My family arrived just in time to save the cultists from the tiger parents and reunite the tigers with their baby.