Cannibalistic kindof guy

i’m just gunna call this fucker trevor since all dudes i draw end up with stache’s and a mean demeanor

Virginia Woolf, from her novel titled "The Waves," originally published in 1931

Salma Deera, from a poem titled "War and Words," featured in Letters from Medea: Poems

Salma Deera, from a poem titled "the curse of medea," featured in Letters from Medea: Poems

A time when they were happy

Salma Deera, from a poem titled "a girl makes a decision: part 2," featured in Letters from Medea: Poems

And their dynamic

I NEED TO DRAW MORE OF HIM...

;pc

(๑>◡<๑)

based off this fic

After 10 years, Michael still makes excuses why he did what he did. Trevor knows it's all bullshit. He can pretend all he wants but when he is with him, Michael is just being his real self.

MY HUSBANDS HOME!!!!!!

this game makes me want to light myself on f ire

i did not want to do trikey valentine. i tried so hard to avoid it