ash.exe

this page is in the process of getting deactivated

I want a fresh start and my current mental state is not great (but hey, whose is?)

if I do make a new page, it will be shared here and this blog will be deleted after a while, if not, then the page will become inactive

ART DUMP GO !!

some intro ig

and my struggles with figuring out ASH's body (still haven't figured it out, I wanna try a couple more designs and I'll settle with whatever feel right) (oh and some faces)

Every time I see posts talking about my country

Every time I hear others mention my people

Every time I am reminded of this never–ending nightmare

I return to the morning of the 24th of February

When my mother woke me up

With a horrified look on her face

“Get up, ash!”

She panickly yelped

“The war has begun”

And I try to understand what is happening

And I am given no time to think

As I hear the explosions extremely close

And I realise

This might be the end 

I sit here, in this room

Far away from my home

And 3 years have already passed

I experience this memory

Again, and again, and again

Anxiety tearing me apart

This war, this experience, has made me weak

And I am ashamed to admit it

I’m sorry for not speaking publicly

I’m sorry for not sharing posts

I care so much for what’s happening

And the pain is overwhelmingly great

Please, for the love of everything

Speak up, share and mention

So in the end 

one of the best pins I found on Queering The Map