Yours is the first face that I saw / I think I was blind before I met you / Now I don’t know where I am / I don’t know where I’ve been / But I know where I want to go
“I condemn you. Yet my heart yearns towards you. I would go with you through the fires of death. Yet am happiest alone.”
Bright Eyes Lua // Longpigs She Said // Jeanette Winterson The Agony of Intimacy // Simone de Beauvoir The Woman Destroyed // @/rummage.art on Instagram // Virginia Woolf, the waves
This is a strip that I debated back and forth on regarding the use of a punchline. Ultimately, I decided that it didn't need anything more than the visual. Hopefully, I'm right and the gag plays.
I was an insomniac for the majority of my life until I got on hormones, but every now and again, this still drives me nuts. Such is life.