Dear Diary, today I convinced myself it was okay to give up. Don’t take risks. Stick with the status quo, no drama, now is just not the time. But my reasons aren’t reasons they’re excuses. All I’m doing is hiding from the truth and the truth is that…I’m scared. I’m scared that if I let myself be happy for even one moment, that the world’s just gonna come crashing down and I don’t know if I can survive that.
Had anyone told them, Thranduil Oropherion and Bard Bowman would never have believed they would see the world painted in colours again. Until that fateful day of December 1956, when one little boy entered a former soldier’s animal shelter.
At college eight hours before my class because I wouldn’t have transport otherwise :c Took the chance to revise some maths as I’m self studying the subject yikes (the head of a levels in my college refused to let me take it 🙄) and yay for colour schemes and my first original studyblr photos? c:
(top picture featuring my fading henna)
EDIT: It’s supposed to be Thursday omfg I think my brain is fried from the four days of college 😭
Sakura’s been busy in the hospital lately and Sasuke decides to bring Sarada along to visit. In this picture, I imagine Sakura was in the middle of a conversation with someone, when some random kid came along and was all amazed that the great Haruno Sakura (or Uchiha Sakura, whichever you prefer) was in the building.
Sarada’s all like, damn straight that’s my mama with her proud Uchiha smirk. Sasuke overheard the the conversation, and is secretly smirking as well.
Mehhh… I’m not too happy with the outcome because I think my colouring ruined the whole thing (I can’t colour for balls!), but it’s my first completed drawing, so… yay. Oh, and shaky shaky outlining… guhhhh