Me, and my best human being.. Very old

Very attached

LOVE IS

Washing myself from a disgusting bath I bathed myself for a tounsend years of feeling dense; for that will not change, your on a cleanse, for a billion tears, all washed away for me, and now I see, you had enough of thee, fused to death a dozens in order for me to feel free, 15 minute glamour of nonesence, that has led you to speak before this peak of dying spirits?

Yah.

A while ago, experiments.

so heres my first artwork im posting here, its a bit old, but im getting there, ill post new stuff when ill make some (too distracted)