So where does that end, Frank? Because I look at you and my heart breaks because all I can see is just this endless, echoing loneliness. I’m not lonely, Karen. Bullshit.
We are all lonely.
I sometimes think that that is all that life is, we’re just- we’re just fighting not to be alone.
So what do you want, Karen? What should I do? Should I let it go?No, but I want there to be an after. For you.
omg my little sister just came out to me!!! she’s thirteen and she has a girlfriend who’s “really pretty” 💕 i joked with my moms that our entire family is going to turn out to be gay since that’s 4 out of 6 now!
I’m late and this is just a bunch of half-assed sketches, but I remembered someone comparing the video of the wad of ducklings imprinting on a guy driving by to Prompto and I just wanted to kind of redraw it. Video is HERE
i get a lot of ideas shared in my inbox, and this was one i had to make real as soon as physically possible!
i’m feeling like this is a universe where bridgette and felix never meet out of costume, and then keep hoping to find each other once their miraculous duties are over and their powers are gone. they finally meet on the stairs of montmartre, all because bri kept those ribbons in her hair just like ladybug…