#thirteenartsofhalloween

[holographicpansy]

“Ready to break a leg, Miriam?”

“Our lives for the theatre, April!”

[holographicpansy]

It’s safer following her than staying here.

[holographicpansy]

It’s quiet at the top of the hill.

[holographicpansy]

You know, sometimes you have a rough day, so you slap together a little doodle of a simple little crow in a silly little hat, not taking it too seriously because you feel shitty. But then it turns out you love your silly little bird in her silly little hat, so you silence the voice that tells you that because you didn’t struggle to make it means it’s not good enough—for who? for what? it’s just us here—and let her, and yourself, and her stupid silly hat, be enough, even if just for tonight.