in time i will leave the city (for now i'll just stay alive)
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I like reading sad stories and drawing happy pictures; in love with all kinds of AUs and crossovers.
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what did you create today bud? maybe you created a thought about a balloon? maybe a breakfast this morning? maybe a look at a dog trotting by. maybe a heartbeat? it is incredible how much art you are making all the dang time. you are SO prolific
I feel like I need to explain my absence from online spaces. I don't think I can find the right words, but I'll try...
Last year, my grandma died. She was very sick for a long time, so it wasn't unexpected - but still, it didn't make it less sad. She was the last living relative my mom had, and now she has no one.
Then, just a few weeks later, my other grandma died. The last representative of that generation in my family. Always so full of life.
I told my coworker about them, and she said - "well, if two people die, then the third will soon follow." I told her that I've never heard of such a superstition, and who even says stuff like that??
Then it was December. I was getting ready to celebrate my birthday. On my birthday morning, my sister calls me, crying. She says that our older brother was just found dead at his home.
So that's how my year ended. I lost all will to do anything, to draw anything, and even now - so much time has passed! - even now it's still hard for me to write this, to remember this.
So that's why I abandoned my comic, my art, everything. But it's spring now. That horrible winter is over.
i’m a firm believer that leap day should be a free day no matter what. i don’t care if it’s a thursday everything is put on pause for everyone and we all get to hang out and enjoy the extra day that only comes once ever four years. peace and love on planet earth.
“Birds are fed by their parents in their infancy. When the time comes to feed themselves, there can be some confusion when the food does not go into their mouth by itself.”
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