if you have lots of friends or a good job or a loving partner or no chronic pain or something to look forward to in life we are going to start throwing rocks at you in public. Just to even the playing field a little
sexy knights. sexy wounded knights. sexy wounded weary knights. sexy wounded weary knights in the rain. sexy wounded weary knights in the rain pledging their loyalty to you.
drunk and in love and full of food i think only the torturer eel could harm me
it's that time of the month where anything i write or draw equals shit and i Shall be killed by Being strapped into a plane in the air until my skin unfolds from the wind
poolverine is actually hilarious if you think about it. take wolverine, the man who is used as a weapon all his life, who is doomed to witness every single death of his loved ones, meeting the maybe the only man who is equally as doomed as him in the favors of immortality, who spent his life trying to make a use of himself, make himself important, when being important was a curse who only brought pain to wolverine.
i am a lover. but underneath that i'm a hater. and then underneath that i'm a lover again
where is all the art that perfectly appeals specifically to my exact tastes and desires and nobody elses