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Thank you as in, than you for all you've done for me. Your art, strange though it may be, gives me hope for my future and my life. And thank you for being amazing to those around you.
i try my best, it’s good to know sometimes i hit my target. :) i’m really glad you found something hopeful, let alone something hopeful in the stuff i make. it means a lot to me to hear from people and you kinda made my day, man. again, thank YOU too. there’ll be more stuff soon!
Thank you.
Thank you too, man.
Hey, do you drink a lot of coffee?
why, you got a starbucks giftcard for me to use?
Send an “Ѡ” for my muse’s reaction to being sent accidental nudes.
+a-shy-violet
a-shy-violet started following thekingofthelostboys
Peter soared over the unfamiliar city, completely and entirely lost. The buildings were tall, the lights were bright, and the streets were noisy. As he turned around a building, Peter noticed an open window. Without a second thought, he flew through the window and sat on the floor just under it, catching his breath. Whatever this place was, it was absolutely overwhelming.
+forgottendeadlydarkness
forgottendeadlydarkness started following thekingofthelostboys
Peter landed with a huff on the beach. He was a bit winded from playing chase with the fairies, and was absolutely starving. He walked to the edge where sand meets forest and took his tools out of one of the islan's many hollow trees that he stored his things in. Making his way to the water's edge, he noticed a girl on the other end of the beach. "Hellooo!!" he called out to her. "Helloo!!" he tried again, waving.
+ourpeoplearenotthriving
ourpeoplearenotthriving started following thekingofthelostboys
Peter soared around the unfamiliar are, unsure of how exactly he got here. The buildings looked infinitely old, but also extremely futuristic all at once, but the air was sweet and the breeze was perfect for gliding. He decided to land on the top of a large rock to rest, but upon landing, noticed another person was already there. "Who're you?" he asked, as he hovered in front of the stranger.
+saviorofstorybrxxke
saviorofstorybrxxke started following thekingofthelostboys
Peter looked at the blonde woman standing before him, immediately on guard as he is with any grown-up. "Who are you? Are you here to make me grow up?" he demanded, his hand on his sheathed dagger.
