Cookie Time!

The Fate of the Cold Hearted

The matter of fact words

On her bitter tongue

That always stung

No matter the discomfort

I was always there

Even with her icey blue stare

The matter of fact words

On her pale cold lips

Always left small chips

She strived to consume our beating hearts

But we refused to ever depart

Driving a stake through her cruel icy blue heart

Eggy shirt

on this day one year ago someone sewed a fried egg to a tshirt

Says the vampire -_-

Bet vampires would hate garlic powder.

This is so pretty! Oil pastels are so easy to snap lol.

Thejddndw

The 2 oil pastels that died while I was drawing this I snapped them like you snap your fingers while you do a snapping motion to make using your sound

Golden Moments

Remember all the times spent in the grocery store

Memories of long aisles to effortlessly explore

Never once thinking it was an unpleasant chore

As we checked our list of essential items galore

Not even remembering how it all started out

Putting together lists like an advisor o devout

Only scanning the list as we eagerly scout

Quickly finding everything with no doubt

Do you miss our frequent grocery store run

I know to many it’s not worth a note of fun

Nor is it an adventure story of reaching the sun

Nevertheless I still feel like I have won

For nothing measures up to trickles of gold

The small moments becoming grand and bold

Unlike any lavish riches or treasures to behold

Moments spent with you can never be undersold

Words for You

What words can perfectly describe you

Words that will hopefully stick like a nice glue

Words I want you to know are undoubtedly true

Numerous words all for you that are still too very few

Too little for your sound

A sound so sincerely profound

A sound that’s holding me to the ground

Yet also brings me to sleep on a calming cloud

What words can describe my feelings for you

To say how you have made me anew

To confess to you that my heart flew

Without breaking my hopeless heart in two

Too little words is all I can say

But I wouldn’t have it any other way

Thinking of you lovingly at night as I lay

For you have truly blessed me everyday

Crumbl Cookies sucks

Mushroom from objectified oil pastel thingy (featuring a silly bug silly silly bug)

oil pastelling is so relaxing every time I love drawing with them so I enjoyed drawing this a lot

Random pictures

Maritime Moments

What sights will we see on our trip

The captain tells us many sea tales in a zip

Perhaps we’ll spot mermaids swimming near our ship

Protecting us from the sirens murderous grip

So many treacherous treasures we could see

With our X marked map and nifty key

Chests of riches hoarded by serpents of the sea

With our wit we shall take it and flee

What sights shall we see on our sailing trip

To hear the screams of the draugen from their ruined ship

Challenging us to a fast pace race to the beach strip

Forced to sail back with my mates and me in a whip

So many treacherous tales to tell and see

The ideas of adventure fill my mates and me with glee

Our captain toasts to her crew and beloved Marie

For no treasure surpasses times spent with my mates and me

Accepting Who

Why do I feel like I’m becoming something new

Every little thing seemingly changing shape in my view

Even the words on my tongue sound different too

Now like an owl I must question who

I look into the mirror of my soul

Always questioning my self given role

Forgetting that it isn’t my entire sole

Accepting that there is more than one goal

Why have I became entirely anew

Feeling like grass with the morning dew

As my face embraces a calm bright hue

Now like an owl I must declare who

Once again gazing into the mirror of my soul

No longer fearful of taking the reigns of control

Replacing all the pieces that others stole

Finally constructing my being into something whole