don't tell me, just intend to

I’M GONNA BE THINKING ABOUT THE BEDLAM STACKS FOR THE REST OF MY FUCKING LIFE OH MY GOD

— The Bedlam Stacks by Natasha Pulley (via dkafterdark)

book cover assignment for class! i went. a little insane 

It wasn’t until I shifted that I realized Raphael was asleep against my back, his arm across me so that it would have been almost impossible for someone, even standing right above us, to shoot me without catching him too.  His rosary had imprinted a circle pattern in my arm, then a suggestion of a cross, just near the top of the anchor tattoo.  I closed my fingers over the beads.  It was the first time I had ever been in bed beside anyone, having been tritely and pointlessly in love with other people’s wives until I was too old to start.  I’d thought perhaps I wasn’t the sort of person who could have lived close to anyone else, but that was wrong, now I was here.  It would have been good, always to wake up this way.

I made some rough portraits of some pulley boys for a bigger project so i thought ill share these guys here. they so pretty 😚😊

he loves you, you idiot.

this is just Bedlam Stacks.