I DID SOAP DIRTY THESE PAST FEW DAYS AND NOW IM SUFFERINGSHSHSHSJSJSHSJ

I DID SOAP DIRTY THESE PAST FEW DAYS AND NOW IM SUFFERINGSHSHSHSJSJSHSJ

People who think Ghost is some unfeeling, uncaring, stoic DON’T GET IT. Does a person without whimsy buy several pairs of skeleton hand gloves to match their plastic skull mask? Does a man with no silliness in his heart tell jokes about goldfish in tanks?

This man likely has skeleton themed underwear. He probably sees a shirt with skulls on it and buys it immediately. When someone gives him their phone so he can add his contact info he DEADASS just puts “💀” down for the name. He probably thinks Halloween is the best holiday of the year. Ghost picked his bit and COMMITTED to it.

The only thing that fuels me at this rate are shitty cod shitposts

Have you ever felt love so deep and uninterpretable that all you can do is sit in silence even tho your hands are itching to make something out of the colors of love your heart is pouring out?

I feel so much and so strongly about things sometimes that it makes me a little sick. Ill. Disgusting- but I love it. I love being in love even if it isn't a person.

It makes me wish I had more traditional materials, so I could just pour paint and move colors and cry about it instead of using a screen. It's awfully fantastic and it makes me sick.

It makes me want to just.. I wanna claw my hands into something. I want to leave a mark, and it doesn't matter if people pass by so easily. I want my love to exist outside my mind.

I feel this so often every now and then but when I start making something, I lose the grip- the thing I'm trying to pour out of my mind is just spilling gallons onto the floor and I have no means to sop it up.

I make a mess, but maybe.. Maybe one day I'll clean it up and continue but right now I am teetering from overflowing even after pouring some of it out.

I just- you know how artists have a muse? Something or someone they always create for?

I don't have one. I have no muse and yet I create art out of everything or anything

I've made things for the sake of being able to make them whether it would be through crocheting, drawing, painting, animating, sculpture- I don't give a shit as long as I can fucking learn it easily

I'm so damn in love with art but I feel like an alcoholic in a relationship. Someone who can't find the drive because of how things are around them but there are moments where they can love so deeply that you wish they learned how to stop drowning themselves and find their way out of helplessness.

I love art, I will cry about art, I will scream and shout til my voice is cracking and my throat is sore. Then I'll disappear, I'll disappear into the responsibilities that drain my inspiration and motivation to love art. And until then, my emotions will fucking bubble and I will be in love again and again and again.

Need all my mutuals to know how much I care them

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