Artist: Tom Gauld

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Artist: Tom Gauld
TADC: c://Dele/Corr: Ch26
"Malign"
[... You zoom in real close, it's a ship... :v Also, this counts because there's the attempt on one side, and a rebuttal on the other. But she enjoys seeing them suffer(?)... So, yeah, toxic Bunnydoll. Or Dollhare, as I've been calling it in my head. I... I come from an age where the one whos name in front is the dom or (technical) top of the pair... AlsoAlso, I'm clever, love me. Still naming Bunnydoll in any tumblr tags... I'm not feeling THAT clever... >.>; Because I'm me, I also apologize to anyone... affected by the whip. Sorry/You're Welcome, respectively? ANYwho, see you on Wednesday, my kooky kangaroos!!!!!!! <3 ]
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I call it,
The Lecture
Thank you very much
(I know I'm never going to draw them being happy and whole.)
Lecturing My Daughter on Her First Fall Rain this then is fall rain. i spoke of it
in july, telling you rain has textures,
telling you july rain drives deep for dry roots, to fill them, drives in at warm angles, softly. i told you then fall rain is cold, rough as wrought iron, sometimes, bent as rusted nails. you were content, though, to wait, to learn this rain by touch, to measure your blue fingers against the still warm places between rain-drops on your surprised face. by Tom Montag
I want her to love me
I want her to comb my hair,
like she loves me
Even though it's rough, she take her time as though she combs through clouds.
I want her to love me
Communicate it to me, not at me, not through me but to me
I want her to see me for me, for the unique glass she carved into perfection.
I need her to understand me, to listen, not hear
I need her to laugh at my jokes because understands me
I need her to open her heart to me, love me like her ownself
I wanted her to wash my hair
I wanted her to care
I wanted her to love my my mind
I needed her to be kind
I needed her to nurture
I needed a perfect future.
C.S.R