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Song of the week - Week 13
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This song has me sobbing. I used to listen to it when I was little but now I actually relate to it with my depression and other mental health struggles.
Another inky piece!!🍁🖋🍁 Decided to draw NM again because hey! "Creepy and macabre" Might not be able to catch the live chat though. Still got a lot of work. #inktober #nightminds #nicknocturne
Here are some random doodles; including a WIP for another ink-work I have in stores. #doodles #workinprogres #nightminds #inktober #fashion
I watched the whole let's review Nightvale by Nightminds and I was so happy. Now here's a doodle of your boi.
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I was so tired today, been having trouble sleeping, and I thought of this song.
All over. Again.
See, that’s the thing. People come and people go. One day, you guys are hella tight. The next, you’re left out. Friendships are hard. You can p it in all the effort and love them, but that doesn’t mean they think of you and love you the same.
Same goes for relationships. One moment, you’re together and you’d do anything in this world for the person. But the next day or week or month, the person that you thought saw the world in you disappears from your life just like that. No reason, no rhyme.
And all you’re left is to pick up the pieces that is left of you. All over. Again.
Useless Fruitless Mess
I’m so angry tonight. It’s almost like a surge of hot electrical current flowing through me, charting the right parts of me that feel wrong. Hot temperatures all over. Huge books of pain disguised in pages of lost faith, respect, love, self doubt, and no forgiveness read silently aloud into the void of the sky, my sky, as hints of failure pour out of windows which we call eyes.
What can I do? Where do I look? Is someone out there that will shelter this beaten heart and mind?
