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I bought Rebelle Pro 5 and wow those brush engines are impressive. Unfortunately, my computer is Struggling. But it’s hella cool for making a quick pencil sketch and slapping some quick colour on it.
Anyway, here’s Heig, protagonist of the novel I really need to write more of.
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American astronaut Heig is astounded by the professionalism and speed of coordination of Russian rescuers
American astronaut Heig is astounded by the professionalism and speed of coordination of Russian rescuers
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The American astronaut, Nick Heig, expressed surprise at the professionalism and speed of coordination of Russian rescuers who helped him and the Russian cosmonaut to get out of the capsule after the forced landing last week.
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Moscow confirms the safety of crew Soyuz
The head of the US space agency, NASA, Jim Brendenstein, explained the entire…
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You were the one that loved me as I was. You loved everything about me and man you loved me so fucking much. From the way I said pasta to the things I wrote, how I wrote, how I flare my nostrils when I think and you gave my freckles names till you tired out and fell asleep that one night. You reassured me all the time how much you loved me, how you loved me and why. You never let a gap of distance to fill between us. No ones ever taken me in like you did, people have come and they've taken from me what they needed when they needed it and then they just leave. The last girl I tried letting in only loved the attention I gave her till she didn't want it anymore and in the end I wasn't worth the distance... The one before only loved the thought of love with me and the list goes on. I feel so dried up and used, you never made me feel like that. You never made me feel unwanted or empty. You took everything that I was, even the ugly, a lot of the ugly and you loved me for it. Will I ever find anyone like this again? It kills me. It fucking kills me knowing I once had you and let you go. But I'm also so thankful that I once had all of your love and you showed me how I should be loved, what kind of love is best for me.
Losing you sucked so much because I lost my very best friend when I lost you. It's so frustrating opening up now. I miss speaking to you about everything. There's no one else I'd rather talk to everything about. Maybe that's what love is. If I could just have my best friend back...
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10.06.15
Tonight as I was trying to rest my soul outside, I was dark and miserable, I saw a shadow of someone walking my way, my heart hoped that somehow it could be you, it wasn’t.. but I remember when we skipped sleep to become two shadows at midnight? I got drunk that night and I wore a heavy heart even then, talking about my first ache and I cried about it then. You held me like the sky holds the constellations every night and you accepted me with loving arms and that's when I knew of a ‘home,’ that’s when my heart decided on you. When I knew not having you would break me. The sweetest touch yet was when I felt your thumb wipe away tears and your lips kissed me and my drunken sobs, I should’ve told you I was crying for you, because of you, because of how deeply in love I could feel my heart was with you.
If you ever find yourself wondering if anyone will ever love you, I hope you remember that my heart still calls you home, that a part of me is still missing without you.
Green eyes, butterflies, midnight fireflies, one hundred and one tries, a billion cries for you. Where are you? I miss you. I looked at the ocean and I saw you, I ate a candy apple and I missed your sweet tooth. Hazelnut coffee with smooth smokes, we were always broke but I felt like a millionaire with you, you are my 'god bless you.' My god, I miss you. My god, I love you, I confess to you.
If you ask me, I’m ready for your return.
Your favorite color is Cyan and the sky was just that color today, at 5:05pm. It made my belly raw with desire and the memories of you flooded in to inspire all kinds of sad rhymes about how much I miss you. I tried to hush them with soft melodies and maybe a few gulps of whiskey but they're as permanent as your tattoo. Maybe I'll break down today in the process of trying to ignore the ache. Maybe I'll fall to my knees and ask the big man upstairs why he had to take you away from me. Maybe it'll be harder on me than the day you departed, never to return again. I miss your wild eyes and your contagious laugh, the space you take up and the space between your fingers. I remember it all as if it were yesterday
No one knows that you’ll ache for them this much when they are gone. I still love you. So many.
