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— DAY 3 ; SUADADE —
With eyeliner dripping down his emerald green feathers, the sulking parrot lays down on his hammock, staring at the dark, inky abyss.
Now, the way this drawing actually represents Suadade is pretty simple, really. If you look closeley at the clouds, you'll see that they're forming themselves to look a little bit like Donald! So while it LOOKS as if we don't know what Zé is thinking about, we actually do.
🎵 I let go of my claim on you, it's a free world
You look down on where you came from sometimes
But you'll have this place to call home, always 🎶
🤍~Living each day hoping that the melancholy will fade away but at the end of the day it's me who's fading away, don't want no one to hold me anymore because I look for feelings that are long gone; the feelings that I miss are the sacred memories of another time an echo of the universe I hear, every single night. So I must comprehend that I'm a ghost that resides in the memories of others and to myself I'm just a hollow breeze of wind that passes by in the cold winter nights. And all the dreadful sins of the night that live in me; the blood, the tears and the screams of an innocent soul. A murder of one's own self but somehow that dreadful act of murder happens every single day.~🤍
hope this isn’t too presumptuous, but chapter 18 of @ncfan-1 ‘s incredible fic, Suadade, has hit me like Grond and I maaayyy have spent a whole lecture doodling. All text/ideas are theirs. Go read it.
*ncfan, if you see this and want me to take it down just let me know
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Me: *confused because I skipped 5 paragraphs of description for dialogue*
I'm Sorry But I Gotta Rant
My family moved into town two months ago and no matter how hard I try, I can't get used to it. It's so noisy, there are so many people, and there's no privacy! It's not even that big of a town, and it's absolutely draining. In the past week there have been sirens almost every day because of the bad weather and people being stupid on the roads (I'm assuming). Our house is literally half a block away from the railroad and every night without fail a train goes by, just as I'm about to fall asleep. It doesn't matter what time it is that night. I don't walk anymore because I'm legit across the road from a drug house, next to a park where a creeper hangs out almost everyday, and there are a bunch of noisy asshole kids. My mom thinks I'm exaggerating because she never walks during the afternoon, only the morning, and doesn't see any of it and doesn't believe the pictures I take. What's even worse is that here, I always feel drained and alone. When we were in our old house in the hills our nearest neighbor was a half mile away, but we knew each other and were closer than anyone on my current block. I don't even know my new neighbors' last names!! Plus at our house in the hills, whenever I had friends over we could go explore the forest near by and find new things on our thirtieth walk through. If I needed to get away I could just go to the barn. I could look out my window and see the stars. People keep saying that I'll adjust and that I'll grow to like it but it's been two months!! Everyone else seems to be fine except me!! I miss my woods, and my barn and the view from our old living room window. I miss seeing the stars and being able to dance without worrying about the creeper watching me through the window. I miss my house in the woods...