(an excerpt from a short story i’m writing about a princess with stockholm syndrome!)
now with dumb art
someday i'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me.
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Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair,
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
(an excerpt from a short story i’m writing about a princess with stockholm syndrome!)
now with dumb art
THIS IS MY CAKE YOU CAN’T HAVE IT
Take a deep breath, suck the water in my chest
And cross my fingers, and hope for the best
Then all of a sudden, I heard a note
It started in my chest and ended in my throat
i needed a new sidebar
sketchbook day 1
les mains et les pieds B)