ADHD, CPTSD, BPD3
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♡Horror addict♡
♡Gamer of games♡
♡Writer♡
♡Far Leftist (socio-anarchist)♡
♡Lover of heavy music♡
♡Occultist (former High Priest, now
active chaos magician)♡
♡Give me all your cryptids and ghosts♡
How it graced you with star light
A goddess of my heart
Now you sink into your twilight
Watching as escaping light turns your soul black
Ink filled matter pulling into a spiral
My heart couldn't be as cold
And I let you go
Falling into the horizon
How it graced you with star light
A goddess of my heart
Now you sink into your twilight
Watching as escaping light turns your soul black
Ink filled matter pulling into a spiral
My heart couldn't be as cold
And I let you go
Falling into the horizon
Originally a sketch for Metallica where the band choose my leaping deer sketch instead for their Bleeding Me poster! I liked this concept though and decided to finish it for fun
Originally a sketch for Metallica where the band choose my leaping deer sketch instead for their Bleeding Me poster! I liked this concept though and decided to finish it for fun
that will never change
and we hold them
in the depths of our hearts
that will never change
and we hold them
in the depths of our hearts
This shows where the trunk cracked on the cedar tree, at the edge of the pond.
#ForestFriday #PNW #Photography
This shows where the trunk cracked on the cedar tree, at the edge of the pond.
#ForestFriday #PNW #Photography
But mean actually little
They will guild you with gold
But think of you as lead
And no alchemical process will change their heart
I'd rather you crucify me
At least I'll know where I would hang in your heart
But you sale me for silver
But mean actually little
They will guild you with gold
But think of you as lead
And no alchemical process will change their heart
I'd rather you crucify me
At least I'll know where I would hang in your heart
But you sale me for silver
Mars Attacks! (1996) 🛸
Mars Attacks! (1996) 🛸
Do you keep them behind high walls of stone
Locked with chains made of all the hurt you've had
I bet they're pretty in the moon light
Ivy growing around wrapping agaisnt cold iron
Roses of reds and darker protected by thorns
Do you keep them behind high walls of stone
Locked with chains made of all the hurt you've had
I bet they're pretty in the moon light
Ivy growing around wrapping agaisnt cold iron
Roses of reds and darker protected by thorns