I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees
I can't understand why they're stinging me
But I'll do what I want
I'll do what I please
I'll do it again till I've got what I need
Forced to watch the ashes floating, softly drifting to the ground
Deep down we both knew it was trouble by design
And the echo of my mother's words, "baby don't you play with fire"
And you said
"This is the first day of my life
I'm glad I didn't die before I met you
But now I don't care, I could go anywhere with you
And I'd probably be happy"
Yours was the first face that I saw
I think I was blind before I met you
I don't know where I am, I don't know where I've been
But I know where I want to go
Okay I have a hard time memorizing the artists who painted the paintings so I end up going through my study guide and putting little notes next to their names XD Like Filippo Brunelleschi did a gilded bronze panel for a competition and so did Lorenzo Ghiberti The only way I can tell them apart is that in Filippo's bronze casting of Sacrifice of Issac, Issac's father is aggressively grasping Isaac by the throat to kill him. So the word I use to remember his piece is "Filippo Flipping out" The way I remember Lorenzo Ghiberti is everyone in his sculptures looks "Lazy" And Donotello's sculptures all look flamboyant Gentile Da Fabriano's paintings always seem to have really gentil looking depictions of people. Like even in chaos they all look polite and shit lolol Masaccio has a painting of Christ on a cross covered in blood so the word I associate with him is "Masochist" XD
Sleepy, bored, sleepybored. Looking for roleplay partners; preferably ones who like bloody messes and pretty mentally unstable characters. Preferably someone around my age and with a bit of rp experience.
Has melancholy taken you for good?
You know that I would save you if I could
Watched your laughter turn to tears
Then you vanished in thin air
Well we pinned your missing persons picture up
On every mother-loving post
How's it feel to be a ghost?
You're the one I love the most
(I also pretended to be vegetarian, um, twice, when I was in the mental hospital bc I have a policy that if the meat looks and/or tastes sketch and I don't know where its from I won't eat it. Like, bc "its better to eat a sketchy plants stamen than a sketchy pigs anus" you know?)
Are you vegetarian? That is hecka cool