videogame challenge: 7 male characters
You ever just stare at something you’re drawing and realize that something bad could happen to you out of the blue? Or maybe it’s not even that unexpected but you’re staring at your drawing and have you ever thought, “This could be the last thing I ever draw”?
Because one day, I might get hit by a bus.
Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands.
And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.
We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.
We never know when the bus is coming.
well well well. if it isn’t my old friend, the dawning realization that i fucked up real bad
October 19, 2014
Sonic, staring up into a starry night.
she is terrifying
with hands like silk and sandpaper
she is the place you go to sin
she is the place you go to repent…