“I felt the red-winged man gaze, I heard him speaking. I know who you are, he said, there are two ways this can go, no, three ways. I don’t want to count the ways, I said, I just want to finish it. I need to get to the end. His wings lifted and sanked. Oh my darling, he said, you’re a long way from the end.”
— Anne Carson, H of H Playbook
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ill pop the wip on tumblr too 😳 but anyway im still constantly thinking about paradise by the dashboard light by @metaldeads so i had to draw for it again. this time a guilty indulgence of eddie gently caressing the inflamed scars on steves face where it splits open.
pls dont look too close this is a pretty rough sketch but i was really happy with how it was turning out i wanted to share :)
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my parents rlly replaced all the original hardwood flooring with sad gray peel and stick faux wood flooring and painted over all the wooden cabinets and wall paneling with sad gray paint in our 90 year old farmhouse that my great grandfather built huh
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