Sadness N Loneliness Surrounded By Daisies.

Porcupine, digital illustration

droplets

i forgot what “lone digger” was called

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Sometimes I think I can hear it whispering.

edwardian girl summer is over. it’s time for ancient girl autumn. we’re devouring haunting gothic literature, we’re wearing antique nightgowns at candlelight, we’re having bacchanals, we’re sacrificing men in our maiden circles, we’re offering persephone bleeding pomegranates. we are softness and horror. we are disturbed and divine.

wildfire skies

The holy trinity

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