One More Dose For Sixx Addicted

Thank you so much for the magical concert in Kyiv on November 28 th. It was something shrill, crushing and inexpressibly beautiful. I don’t think this note will touch the spot, but you can mentally feel the waves of my adoration.

I hope with all force of my soul that You’ll Be Back.

POV: You come back home tired and forceless wishing only to sit a little in calm silent dark without being disturbed by any soul. But there is someone home, and they want to talk to you, to chat, to gossip, to rattle. Immediately.

Tarja Turunen

Sleeping Sun (original version)

Red, red rose... brought it home to you

Blood-red rose tells me that you're true

Red, red rose, blood-red rose

Like a fire inside that grows... blood-red rose

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Fathers, please. ♡

[the video, soft and beautiful, that I used for references, is "Bon Jovi | Diamond Ring | Rare Pro Shot | London 2010" by hAnD90]

Communicating with people I often stay closed to them, showing only that side of myself which consists of socially approved, conventional features, and hiding the rest behind this layer of normality. Of course, there are exceptions - those ones who are more trustworthy - but even with them some of my thoughts remain unspoken as well as certain intentions stay undone because of the fear of hostile misunderstanding.

During most of interactions I carefully choose my words, keep my emotions under lock and key, fit my appearance to certain standarts (to be honest, this is what I always do, unfortunately), because I foresee that otherwise I will look like a weirdo.

But in thoughts I'm counting minutes till the moment when I'm alone. When I can stop thinking of how I look, erase the smile away from the face and simply become myself.

Supernatural

On the road to Oasis Plains, Oklahoma

This collage I made back in 2022 has been rediscovered by a bunch of lovely people here recently, and I thought I might as well reblog it too. I still love it, and I appreciate your warm attention. ♡

Also. After I saw the fourth movie, I made a Neo x Smith art, for that gem contained so much fruitiness it was dripping off the screen. Here it is if anyone's interested:

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Hermitess

I just have never heard a program speak of love.

Cookies need love like everything does.

God knows why but for a long time I wanted to make an art dedicated to the most divine drink I love - hot cocoa on plant based milk. It somehow warms my heart when I drink it, especially if I manage to achieve this mesmerising thick bubbly foam which under the right angle shimmers with all colors of the rainbow.

Mirror can't stand the real face of russian soldier.