You don’t “make love” /to/ someone, you “make love” /with/ someone… When you say ‘to’ it sounds like your trying to force feed them intimacy, but no matter how much love you shove down a persons throat, eventually they’ll get sick… And they’ll purge you from their life. You make love /with/ someone… You wrap their body in empathy and pray they take meaning in such empty words as “I love you” because no word in the human language can carry such a deeply rooted emotion. When I say I love you, I mean I trust you, I need you, I think about you constantly, your touch never leaves my skin, your laugh never leaves my ears, your voice is like another conscience in my mind and I always imagine what you would say. So if you’re doing it right, you’re “making love” /with/ someone… And there is nothing else in this world quite like that.
lie on me as we get lost in each other no sense of time no sense of place just you and me deep inside each other our bodies fused, mind aroused yet all that fills it is each other each other is what we need to vent all we feel in every way possible using everything our bodies can offer come close to me and just let it all go as if all that’s in the world is just you and me
Applied to zine a bit ago, but didn’t get in. But that’s ok! It just inspired me to try something new and fun
Sketch 9, Carmelita Fox aka Old Ironsides
“Get back here, Ringtail!”
Okay, so I’m not taking requests on these sketches, but after drawing Sly yesterday I just had to sketch up a Camelita to match. This is more-or-less her Sly 1-3 outfit with a dash of 4 here and there.
i am kedamono.
i drew this as an icon for myself so please don’t use it without asking me, thanks!!
papilio demoleus! my favourite butterfly, so tiny and cute, we became friends
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