#it is so difficult

[akumimi--jj]

I think I’m getting it now

[crying-in-converse]

im gonna cry theres so much going on right now

[newts-and-sharks]

guys, i have a new found respect for artists that only use a mouse, it was pretty high before but i only respect you guys more now

[unfried-mouth-wheat]

holding back the violent urge to draw victor frankenstein in ~spicy~ poses and ~lingerie~

[glowingshadows]

why the FUCK can i not differentiate between platonic and romantic feelings

[dateasapphicwho]

Date a sapphic who very much struggles with applying eyeliner

[zwischenland]

killing all my childish dreams and impossible yearnings felt like an accomplishment (inhuman by my own design, cold, a pure emptiness), but the truth is i never achieved anything but denial and repression, i did not kill myself, i never stopped writing, i never became pure like emptiness. it is impossible, not to be while still living, to be silence itself while the mammal body keeps panting, while the blood keeps rushing like a thousand rivers. and it is no accomplishment to stop feeling, for feelings are so much harder to face than their apparent absence, so much harder to go through than to withdraw from. letting yourself be affected by the world, surrendering to that which you can never disconnect from, enduring without hardening, that is the real accomplishment.