proud peddler of muck

"every time I'd flow through the world I'd see, that the world, it flows through me"

the years have been hard on this lonely heart, if you want to know the truth.

undead idiot forgets he doesn’t need to breathe

what in the name of God can I be?

dressing up my ocs in fashion eras that suit them

been listening to a lot of chelsea wolfe now that the days are getting darker

it's a rather embarrassing memory for him to be sure. but unfortunately for him, drawing boys being sad in the woods is the fastest cure for my art block. >:)

“ So to sit in his failure forever… well, it would be appropriate, wouldn’t it?”

that's delightful to hear anon! for this he will Not turn you into a mushroom (maybe)

i miss loitering in cafes

(and thank you for the lovely ask aaa)

share if you would also crawl across a table to set him on fire

me and the besties (ocs)

did a few studies of some pictures i took in maine