Speaking of being original, this is my own design.
It’s another Hungarian Turul.
I enjoy using my skin as my own tapestry, and I plan on using it some more.
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Speaking of being original, this is my own design.
It’s another Hungarian Turul.
I enjoy using my skin as my own tapestry, and I plan on using it some more.
I made a design from google images my own.
I need to be more original.
Whatever suits your mood
The moment
Recently, I’ve become obsessed with a certain moment that occurs within books, movies, pieces of artwork, and within real live: the moment of clarity. This moment can appear in different ways. It’s the instant when a person falls in love. It’s when utter despair strikes. It’s in the horror movies when the character realizes that they don’t stand a chance and they’re about to die. It’s the moment someone gives in. It’s when a regular person or hero becomes a villain. No matter the transition, it’s a beautiful moment, signifying change. And, usually, all hell breaks loose afterward.
Flummoxed
I found this word while reading a dirty novel. It means “bewildered or perplexed”
Depraved
;No, not deprived. Depraved. Something morally corrupt, something wicked. Sound like something/someone you know?
S/O to the Beauty and to the Beast
You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
Dr. Seuss
In God, do I trust?
me, myself and I
Rage; it’s both sibylline and painfully obvious
Morbidly cute