Is growing up all that it's cracked up to be?
Haunted is about not being able to get over a former love and how thoughts, memories, and regrets can still linger in your mind for years to come.
Inspired by what is common of course. Single moms.
A new love! I made a fictional story with my art this time with current feelings. I completely forgot it had to be a story! 🎨
the tho ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) plague
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A reflection of what happens when a story ends too soon.
Bulla reflects on her how her life has changed over the years.
Source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29156958
A person watches a passing storm and reminisces over then and now
I am a hoarder of memories. As the years pass by, more and more memories slip past by me and I begin to forget what I've used to cherish.
Just a little something I wrote while falling in love.
I wonder if you look at the stars speckled like dust in the sky, your fingers pointing, trying to count them.
Coffee and longing.
Source: https://readwritebabble.wordpress.com/2018/08/29/coffee-and-you/
Haunted is about not being able to get over a former love and how thoughts, memories, and regrets can still linger in your mind for years to come.
Inspired by what is common of course. Single moms.
A new love! I made a fictional story with my art this time with current feelings. I completely forgot it had to be a story! 🎨
the tho ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) plague
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
A reflection of what happens when a story ends too soon.
Bulla reflects on her how her life has changed over the years.
Source: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29156958
A person watches a passing storm and reminisces over then and now
I am a hoarder of memories. As the years pass by, more and more memories slip past by me and I begin to forget what I've used to cherish.
Just a little something I wrote while falling in love.
I wonder if you look at the stars speckled like dust in the sky, your fingers pointing, trying to count them.
Coffee and longing.
Source: https://readwritebabble.wordpress.com/2018/08/29/coffee-and-you/