#familial love
If you chase, it’ll run. If you run, you’ll be chased…what would you do?
If it were me, I wouldn’t chase…I’d get tired
True. Some people think that way
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painting and rendering is hard so i took some time out to do something fun with nice colours and shapes and stuff. i wonder how badly tumblr’s transparency hatred messes up the fullview?
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recently finished playing ‘professor layton and the miracle mask’!
the best video game i ever played. it’s amazing.
here are some doodles i did using the memo function!
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Five foot two in shoes,
though you claim to be taller,
and stubborn.
The thin lines around your mouth were carved by deep worries, I know,
but they look like permanent smiles.
And the curling in your hands is from holding tight
to the threads of our family, pulling us close -
and the forward press of your teeth is be from the clench of
a determined jaw, not weak bones.
They say that age is grey and sad,
or frail.
but you are silver and smiling,
a staunch wee warrior-
and I cannot be frightened of a future that looks like you.
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it’s so true that the greatest weapon against nihilism and existential despair is to find joy in the mundane and never stop chasing after love
