I was so mad at that old drawing I made long ago of Elijah & Sydney in the woods cause it looked so fucking ugly and people kept re blogging it so I had to remake it REBLOG THIS ONE INSTEAD!!!!
Elijah’s poetry is usually so beautiful and flowery and softly spoken… YBMT sounds like what would happen if you asked him to write poetry after downing an entire bottle of vodka /hyp
You've got my whole world in your hands, got that little blue spot
And you really ain't got no idea how much this thing orbits you
Now, do you honey?
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I was relistening to Your Body, My Temple after a certain episode in Camp Here and There and had a compelling to draw this because HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (exploding sounds)
my boyfriend explained to me why Your Body My Temple belongs on the sex playlist and i actually considered it for 0.5 seconds. that 0.5 seconds keeps me up at night
So, when the cattle fall dead and the waters run red, I'll be your lamb's blood on the wall
God isn't dead, but that's exactly what I've been dreading after all the meek inherited fuck all
Jesus Christ, I will die for my own damn sins if you help those who help themselves