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I doodled the gradient in the sky out my window cause it was pretty...

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My buddy unironic-hurdygurdy turns 17 today and she asked for hetalia characters.

So I drew a thing for you.

I love you Emily! Happy birthday!

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A World of Color

Apparently when we’re born we can’t see color. Once we meet our soul mate, the romantic type, the world blooms into life with reds and greens and all of those beautiful colors. I don’t remember a time that I didn’t see colors. I don’t know who my soul mate is, and strangely, I’m okay with that.

I’ve never been much for sappy romance or even any romance. I’ve never wanted a girlfriend or boyfriend or partner or whatever you call it. I have friends and that’s all that matters. Who needs anything more? It’s just a person to hold hands with and tell mushy things to. I don’t need that. I have science instead.

Why should I hold someone’s hand if I can hold a beaker up to watch it change colors as polyeurithane tells me whether it’s a base or not? I never thought about soul mates. I never had one.

My best friend was constantly talking about how she wished she could meet her soul mate.

“Seriously, how can I tell if my outfit doesn’t clash if they won’t show up already?” She complained for the third time today.

“Kami, I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. Your outfits are fine. Your parents do well telling you what colors you’re wearing. I do too… I think. They’ll show up someday.” I reply, paying more attention to the paper I was writing. It was after school on a Thursday, and we had Chemistry reports due the next day.  Kami and I were supposed to be working on them together, but she hadn’t gotten anything done. As usual, she was distracted by the possible fashion failure that she was wearing while she could only see shades of grey.

“I know, it’s just… How did you get off without having to deal with this?” She sits up to look at me. I look back at her without emotion.

“Again, I don’t have a soul mate. I never will, and I’m okay with it. You need to finish your paper, Kam. It’s due tomorrow.” I return my attention back to the screen. It gets a little annoying being forced to think about the whole soul mate thing. Everyone seems so hung up on it. I don’t see the point. I can look at actual butterflies instead of getting them in my stomach. We finish our papers and Kami leaves at dinnertime. The rest of the night is normal as I eat and read and finish the rest of my homework.

The next morning, I see that there’s a new kid in school. He’s tall and kind looking and as soon as I see him, Kami walks up and stops short right next to me.

“Les… Les, his hair is... what is that color?” She says to me.

“Brown… but you probably see grey.” I reply.

“No. That’s not grey.” She turns to look at me smiling her huge smile.  “Your hair… it’s… What is that called?”

“Red.” I smile softly, realizing what just happened. Kami found her soul mate. I explain to her that there are color wheels in the front office in case of this kind of thing happening and I offer to get her one. She accepts my offer and says she wants to talk to the new kid. I pat her shoulder to wish her luck and walk off.

If a soul mate can make Kami see colors, and seeing colors makes her that happy, maybe soul mates aren’t so bad… for other people.

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"Momma look! I'm an angel!" "I can see that, sweetie." "I made my own wings!" "*laughs* I can tell, they're beautiful."

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Radioactive: Chapter 1 (Draft 1)

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Soo I drew myself if I were born with traits of my Zodiac, 'cause of that post going 'round, and it's kinda cute!

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My friend Ann gave me the drawing prompt: Rainy day

What's better that hoodies and rainy day cuddles with your sweetheart? Probably nothing...

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It's very likely that this will be tattooed on my leg in the future...

Wow... I'm actually really happy with this and in love...