REPEAT

(That should be “ink” not “in”)

Had an idea for a piece done while closing ones eyes and listening to an album while drawing with the beat. Coloring according to how one felt during the album. This one is “Paracosm” by Washed Out

I might turn these into some Belmont lyrics. It’ll change though, Michael makes things so much less angst filled (that’s definitely a good thing).  

One of these days I’ll start using my queue, stick around, folks.

The whole point of this video is to coerce you into sending me letters written to your ex-lover. Mostly because I’m a huge creep and love relating to people’s sadness. So write pages on pages on pages and send them. Or draw all over them, or send blank pages, burnt pages. Just write/ send me your heartache/love/sadness/anything. I want to read all of them. Or just reblog and spread awareness.