Even the nicest people have their limits.
Tag: q
And you slept, dreaming of nothing.
Dunno if I can be bothered to have kids, like, it’s a lot of paper work and it means I would have to get up early.
I am composed of fire. I must consume everything around me to survive. I never chose this way of life, but I have learned that only through destruction can I create myself. I can level a mountain, and from those molten metals I can form a sword.
trying to get back into the swing of things by drawing elliot in the style of j.c. leyendecker… (ref)
I’d tell you to go to hell, but I don’t want to see you there
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