A cromatic circle we were supposed to paint for art class, made with watercolours.

A cromatic circle we were supposed to paint for art class, made with watercolours.

posted 2 months ago / 2 notes / reblog
This is the ~semi completed version of what I posted below, a couple days ago (I say semi because I don’t know if I’m going to add anything else, okay). I think this is my own version of a new superhero, I don’t know.
I also need a better way to upload my drawings, etc.

This is the ~semi completed version of what I posted below, a couple days ago (I say semi because I don’t know if I’m going to add anything else, okay). I think this is my own version of a new superhero, I don’t know.

I also need a better way to upload my drawings, etc.

posted 4 months ago / 2 notes / reblog

it’s about surviving, it’s about getting the hell out of a bad place as fast as possible because it all just starts to hurt at the same time. it’s like a small pulsating heart that gets bigger by the minute and squirts red blood everywhere, soaking anyone who happened to be in the vicinity.

it’s about crying yourself to sleep every night as everything comes crashing down on at that time because you’ve been burying your feelings and emotions into the people around you, trying desperately to absorb some of their happiness, even if it is fake because you ripped apart your own fake smiles and now they can’t be sewed back together again.

it’s about not spitting your enemy in the face when you get the chance because you know the real revenge will be when you make it out in one piece, that making it will make you feel so much better whilst violence will only make you curl up and throw up on the lovely carpet in your bedroom. because violence was never your thing, and it scares you how easily you can think of it.

it’s about letting someone in when you have all the reasons to push them away, to lock yourself away again because you’re scared that each person you meet will hurt you in some way, whether it’s physical or emotional. you’re scared to hold someone’s hand but you do it anyway because you’ve got nothing to lose, but then you realise you’ve got nothing to gain, either.

it’s about holding your hands in the air when the music comes on and knowing that this is what you live for, that this is why you spent every day being told that you’re worthless, but your heart matches the beat of the drum and that’s all that matters as you scream along to the words that reduce you to tears but keep you going one more day.

it’s about standing in front of everyone you love and hate and telling everyone that you made it through, that you got better because you believed in what could be. you were spat in the face but you never stopped looking up at the stars, wondering when they’d start singing for you.

posted 4 months ago / 0 notes / reblog
Posting this just because I haven’t posted anything in a while. I don’t know if I even like it, especially since it was literally a “five minute doodle”.

Posting this just because I haven’t posted anything in a while. I don’t know if I even like it, especially since it was literally a “five minute doodle”.

posted 5 months ago / 0 notes / reblog
Inspiration from Life On The Murder Scene by My Chemical Romance.
Made with watercolours and markers.
I’ve been working on this since summer, but I didn’t have any paints and well, yeah.
I think it turned out really well, considering. I am actually quite proud of this.

Inspiration from Life On The Murder Scene by My Chemical Romance.

Made with watercolours and markers.

I’ve been working on this since summer, but I didn’t have any paints and well, yeah.

I think it turned out really well, considering. I am actually quite proud of this.

posted 7 months ago / 6 notes / reblog

Lyrics from Mad As Rabbits by Panic! At The Disco.
Done with pens.

I did this in the summer, and I honestly don’t remember what inspired me to make this. I think I just wanted to make a “reinvent heart” or something. It basically just says “reinvent love” over and over again.

Lyrics from Mad As Rabbits by Panic! At The Disco.

Done with pens.

I did this in the summer, and I honestly don’t remember what inspired me to make this. I think I just wanted to make a “reinvent heart” or something. It basically just says “reinvent love” over and over again.

posted 7 months ago / 5 notes / reblog
Lyrics from Living Louder by The Cab.
Done with watercolours.

I was listening to Living Louder, the other day, when I was feeling particularly shitty and this line struck me hard because I’d promised myself I’d make it through everything, that I’d fight through the shit of every day, and that’s exactly what I wasn’t doing. I felt like I needed a reminder, and besides, painting calms me down.

I’m somewhat happy with this because I like the contrast of colours and the feel of it looking unfinished at the edges even though it’s not.

Lyrics from Living Louder by The Cab.

Done with watercolours.

I was listening to Living Louder, the other day, when I was feeling particularly shitty and this line struck me hard because I’d promised myself I’d make it through everything, that I’d fight through the shit of every day, and that’s exactly what I wasn’t doing. I felt like I needed a reminder, and besides, painting calms me down.

I’m somewhat happy with this because I like the contrast of colours and the feel of it looking unfinished at the edges even though it’s not.

posted 7 months ago / 2 notes / reblog