connection isn’t about constant conversation. it’s about being felt, even in the silence

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connection isn’t about constant conversation. it’s about being felt, even in the silence
annahilja
꧁ ɮʏɛ ɮʏɛ ɮɨʀɖɨɛ ꧂
Lately (okay the last few months), my psychological and moral state has not gotten any better. The anxiety and paranoia started eating me up from the inside when I saw one person's account in my subscribers. It has a terrible effect on me, as like it's growing more and more inside, I feel more and more like I want hugs, I feel more and more loneliness, It's definitely not just because of the university and the new society... But... I tried to draw something, at least some sketches..
В последние несколько месяцев я не могу выйти из одного и того же состояния и оно лишь становится хуже: пустота внутри, одиночество, тактильный голод, ещё больше тревоги. Ещё и появился человек из прошлого, который вызвал рост этого состояния. Мне становится хуже, я не уверена, что мне помогут, я сама разберусь с этим... Но я старалась рисовать, хотя бы наскетчить
It's the WEEKEND!! (For me) and I'm fuckin READY to FELT!
My wool and accessories finally came in,so I can finally finish another doll too.
Yalls love for my jingle chunk clown has IGNITED my passion for crafting in a major way
It’s quite funny actually how you can think you’re so over someone, and okay with them not being in your life anymore, and then one day you see them somewhere or someone posts about them, and then it all comes rushing back to you.
Well, your sister posted you today, and it was the first time I had seen you since June. I don’t have you on social media, and your sister hadn’t put you on her Snapchat story for all these months... until now.
You can imagine what that did to my day. You can imagine how it made me just die a little bit inside. You looked happy, and you looked like you were having fun. You looked like you’d moved on from me, which in all honesty, hurt a lot. Which is dumb, because I thought I was doing better, but after seeing you like that, it kind of just made it all come rushing back.
A year ago, things were so different between us. Funny how things change, isn’t it?
- words I want to say to you but I can’t
Lily Davan
11/21/2020
how can i claim God doesn't listen to sinners? how else could i get such a blessing?
Raych Jackson - "Church Girl Learns to Pray Again"
A Caliph who kept dry bread for himself Gave milk to the assassin who struck him in prayer For how could Ali forget the face Of an orphan he had raised in his care?
With his children around him he says: “Look after the orphans after me,” Yet look, O Muslims, to the night of the tenth, Who now surrounds the daughters of Ali? Who now carries fire at the door to Muhammad’s tent?