#stiil

[marshmallow-malva]

i would’ve hoped you’d have figured out that i cannot be left alone ever bc i am G A Y and azula is P R E D D Y hhhh

ok but consider this: Mai

1) badass

2) knives

3) is slightly less likely to kill you

[lunesrouge]

Vi y recibí mi visión, note que nunca te había hablado con tanta naturalidad, como si de toda la vida te conociera, como si tu ya supieras quien soy como si fueras mi felicidad, más la tan típica facultad de fracasar me había enseñado que tus ojos tenían una magia que no me he podido explicar, me quita los males, adormece las estupideces, modera mis ideales y además es parte de mi criterio, es gracioso que entre la nieve un solitario te este buscando, siento como si hubiera soñado el día de hoy, como si estoy fuera y al mismo tiempo no, creo no despertar de entre mis ideas pero solo deberían de esperar a que el tiempo y mi destino te coloquen a mi lado, como el amor de Homero a Morticia.

[eugeniobulhosa]

#stiil

[eugeniobulhosa]

Pousada & Pão de Açúcar #stiil #love #park

[guideinbulgaria]

#stiil #snow up in #rila #mountain #making it #really #beautifull but #cold

[primedspecimen]

Tfw u can only draw characters facing the artist’s and viewer’s left............

[jimuelosity]

A Valentine Story

You asked me to write a valentine story but I told you I can’t. I’ve run out of words to say, of ideas to ponder on. 

I have already lost the pictures in my mind - your face in the sky, your scent in a perfume bottle, your smile with the sunshine, your heart stuck in winter. Everything. My words revolved around you, don’t you see? Every letter was made to impress you and every phrase was written to make you feel divine. Every substance I have left in my cranium, I had squeezed just to have a paragraph or two. But they’re all gone somewhere and I can’t find them. No one could give me a lead, neither can you because you were the reason I lost them. You were the reason they’re nowhere to be found. 

But it’s unfair. 

My words were gone, my ideas too. But one thing remained... and that is my feelings for you. 

I’m sorry I can’t write you a valentine’s article. I’m not worth the shot. I’m not even a wish in a well. I’m now just a well and I’m empty.