🌾🌙🐰 Ēostre-- April 11, 2020 🐰🌙🌾 . . Happy egg and bunny day! Here's a little sketch of my idea of Ēostre and a bun-buddy that came to me yesterday after my younger brother bestowed me with a Blackwing pencil (hnnnnnnnng)(he has a whole hidden box of them!!). The quality and feel has me sketchin' for days ☺ She's got a sprig of lavender close by, and a ribbon to symbolize the soon-coming May Day 🌸 Have a lovely day, honey bunnies! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #doodles #sketchbook #sketchbooks #art #artistsofinstagram #cuteart #cutedoodles #doodlesofinstagram #doodlesketch #drawing #artoftheday #doodleoftheday #artist #linework #eostre #doodle #doodlesoftheworld #artistsofig #inkdrawing #journaloftheday #drawingoftheday #artists #artistsontumblr #witchy #artoftheday #sketch #sketchbook #illustrators #illustration #easter #pencildrawings #artlovers https://www.instagram.com/p/B-5AnZQlRKF/?igshid=4iraiosy07y0

Sebuah pengakuan dari seseorang yang bisa menjadi A dan B dalam waktu bersamaan, juga menjadi seseorang yang introvet dan ekstrovertnya bisa seperti tarik tambang. . Dibuat saat pasang Dipost setelah surut . Tidak lupa dijiwai dengan heart of gold nya one ok rock . Salam ambivert 🌗 . #artofjournaling #journalinspiration #journalingindonesia #journaloftheday #ambivertproblems #abclub (di Ring Tinju) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQsaLe-H1ci/?utm_medium=tumblr

💌♥️ . . . . #recitersoul . . #artjournal #journalinspiration #journaloftheday #handwrittenletters #oldfashioned #qotd #quotestoliveby #quotestagram #quoteoftheday #thoughtoftheday #thoughts #girlwhowrites #girlwhodraws #journallove #girlwithjournal #wordpower #wordgasms (at Mumbai, Maharashtra) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFmvDShFyzP/?igshid=6qebc30v3kr7

I really liked someone. He was the only person who could, and understood how my brain worked. But I got friend zoned. Hard. He was beautiful, calm, elegant, and composed. He could write an entire fan fiction about an obscure anime while listening to an equally obscure symphonic piece. But his mind worked different, it was like mine. Split into pieces, and fused at the wrong ends. He could understand, and weave the same stories as me. And I loved him. He was the hunter, and now I realize that I was the prey. He was an uncontrolled monster, and the way he was so unable to care. That was the most sexiest part, and that was his lure. I am in so much pain because, I was starting to realize I did like him. Fuck I love him. I need to stop being a wuss.

I got bored. Holidays are weird