A Little Comic About Kisses And Curses. Happy Halloween!

Seoul The Soloist: 'Himalayan Ambient' (2023)

Tove Lo - Scream My Name I TRY UH it was hard XD

GOD LOVES YOU, BUT NOT ENOUGH TO SAVE YOU // GOD AND SUFFERING

Andrew Joseph White Hell Followed With Us // Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers Questions About the Father // Brittany Broski Why I Left the Christian Church // Clarice Lispector (tr. Katrina Dodson) "The Departure of the Train," The Complete Stories // "Shiizakana," Hannibal (2013-2015) dir. Michael Rymer // Xooang Choi // Ocean Vuong "Prayer for the Newly Damned," Night Sky with Exit Wounds // The Vaccines Wetsuit // Mitski I'm Your Man // Fall Out Boy Just One Yesterday // Hélène Cixous Readings: The Poetics of Blanchot, Joyce, Kafka, Kleist, Lispector, and Tsvetaeva

Then, everything was destroyed. Everything but a lone machine.

This is purely my wild imagination, please don’t take this seriously ;p

I want to portray Kongo-sensei at ‘the end of the world’. As he witnessed the destruction of human civilization, did he feel lonely? Or maybe, he didn’t feel anything at all, because he is only a ‘machine’?

I think, he felt lonely all this time.

Walter Crane: The Swans Maidens (1894)

Enjoying the time spend together!

Candy: Lysander kissed me.

Alexy: Ohmygodohmygod

Rosalya: Ok, alright. We want to hear everything.

Rosalya: Alexy, get the wine.

Rosalya: Candy, does this end well or do we need to get tissues?

Candy: Oh, it ended very well.

Alexy, getting the wine: Do not start without me. Do not start without me.

Rosalya: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss.

Rosalya: Was it like a soft brush against your lips? Or was it like an “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?

Candy: Well, at first it was really intense, you know. And then, oh god, and then we just sort of sunk into it.

Rosalya: Okay, so, were you holding him? Or were his hands like on you?

Candy: No, actually first they started on my waist. And then, they slid up, and then, they were on my shoulders.

Rosalya and Alexy: Ohhhhh.

Meanwhile, In the next room:

Lysander: And, uh, and then I kissed her.

Castiel: Tongue?

Lysander: Yeah.

Castiel: Cool.

on december and the ghosts of past selves

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Yoshitomo Nara: 'Clear For Landing' from the series 'Time of My Life' (1992-2000)