Just a personal blog
my latest struggle, lava is way harder than it seems..
something ive been thinkin bout for a bit so i wanted to paint it!
- you smell different when you’re awake
- please help me (then smile as if nothing happened)
- you have lovely skin, i can’t wait to wear it
- your hair tastes like strawberries
- tonight… you.
- he knows, don’t go home.
- i always knew you would die in my arms
- every time i poop i think of you
- no one will ever believe you
- i killed mufasa
- i bet you didn’t feel me lick your ear
- mother told me it would be like this
A benevolent spirit of the underworld. Reaper of cruel souls which he sends back to the forge. A gentleman who loves tiny birds and white flowers. Hasn’t told me his name yet.