Over the last two years, I spent most of my days getting drunk and high. I was living like a lost soul. So out of character. This year I'm detoxing, eating clean, exercising, meditating and focusing more on my spirituality. Time flies so quickly when you're living like a zombie. I almost lost it all. Never again.
For people saying Sanvers got engaged too quickly: my mum and dad got engages after 20 days of dating. DAYS. They’ve been happily married for 30 years now. If you ask them why it happened so fast, they’ll say they just knew. They knew from the first date that they wanted to spend the rest of their lives together. Sometimes you just know.
I fucking love Eren and Levi, Levi and Eren, individually and together, humanity’s last hope and humanity’s strongest, the moon and the sun, humanity’s cleanest couple, capricorn and aries, the best duo, I repeat, I LOVE LEVI AND EREN
“what track would you go into if you were in starfleet?”
dude I just want to be some dumbass civilian on deep space nine. dressing like a black light carpet in a 90’s arcade but like in a slutty futuristic way. maybe I’ve got a job cleaning the station or something but ultimately not doing shit all day. getting drunk at quark’s bar. getting fucked by my alien boyfriend. free healthcare. I don’t give a FUCK.
witches of the forest and the night - they change into wolves during the day and roam the green forest of trees searching for fellow caged creatures. The set free winged and wise owls under the moon, that illuminates their pearl feathers.
witches of the winter and stars - foggy winter evenings become hues of blue filled with starry nights for the witches. they live in old victorian schools surrounded by trees made dead by the harsh cold season. they wear bewitched moonstones around their necks that turn them into deers enchanting the frozen forest…
witches of the sea and precious gems - these witches live and breathe the sacred salty air of the shore. they use precious gems to channel their inner soul to undulate crashing waves into the grey sea. they dance and drown beneath the crystal watery surface like silver sea-sirens.
witches of burning fire and flames - golden wreathed witches filled with the radiance of bright fire and flames. they use blazing candles to illuminate the darkness in their cathedral of trees. their familiars are foxes as red as the sun and as sly as smoke from their fires.
i just wanna move away, into a tiny apartment decorated with little lights, where i cook breakfast in my underwear every day, sing in the shower, get wine drunk with my friends on a tuesday night, maybe have a dog or two so if ur down come join, ok? ok.
“When the fox hears the rabbit scream, it comes running. But not to help.”
…i’ve stared and readjusted this 2 million times until i just threw my pen & said “never in my life did i expect to have easy fun drawing a creeper murder wendigo in a sharp ass suit- but be SO pissed off at mads mikkelsen’s face”.