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WHAT?!!!
WHEN?!!!
Well 4 days ago...
BUT WHY DIDN'T I GET NOTIFIED TAHT THE STEVE SAGA IS BACK????!?!?!?! WHAT IN THE EVER LIVING EXISTENTIAL CRISIS?!?!?!
I... Wh... I'm overwhelmed?????
EDIT.
SPACE CHICKEN.
I am de artist.
Ok I know you don’t have to say it I’m a bitch. Told y’all I was gonna write then completely ghosted y’all. Jump me in an alleyway it’s fine. But now I finally am going to start writing again y’all. I finally have a phone and I’m in good spirits. I’m officially back from my hiatus
«Todo está conectado. En la luz… Y en la sombra»
Ailatan Engel • Flickr • IG • MM • 500px
Guarnecer
Ailatan Engel • flickr • IG • MM • 500px
In some of my other social networks you can see the complete photography
Abril acabará pronto · ¿Que cuántos años tengo?
Ailatan Engel · flickr · IG · MM · 500px
Sin pergeñar
Ailatan Engel • flickr • instagram • MM
Escondida
Ailatan Engel flickr • instagram
elderly young people what are ur loudest joints mine are probably wrists and shoulders
greeting him
I forgot what I was going to say 😳
Hi,im back and a remake some old drawings who i posted in this account and make some news 😺
My art style change a little bit and look better,i make traditional drawings too,but i show them in a next post i think....
when i first met you i thought
“damn that boy puts the sun to shame” I thought that you were this piece that i didnt know i was missing as if my life had been in chaos because you werent in it yet But then it happened.. Moment by moment you began to take pieces of me without me realizing it you took my thoughts, my dreams, and my plans for the future when your shine was no longer blinded me i noticed something was different you told me that you were just fixing the things that you took when you gave them back to me they were no longer the same you gave me back street maps, marked with coffee houses, and vegan restaurants along the roads i would take to the job you picked out for me your sparkle was still in the corner of my eye so i thought that you were helping me, for a while there i thought that i wanted those things. But then the days began to get cloudy, you could never tell me when youd be coming home once i moved across the world to be with you. I was left to my own devices in a room that didnt feel at all like mine. At first i would grab my umbrella and walk to the coffee shop before i headed off to work and at lunch would try out the new vegan place down the street. But after one too many cloudy days i realized that the coffee was burnt and i didnt even like tofu, and my boss was a bitch. So i began to make my own sunshine, and boy did it show the cracks that you left me to mend. you’d come back home occasionally to tell me everything was fine, but i could no longer feel any light radiating from you. you were pale and grey, you were actually pretty cold. You slept so peacefully knowing that you weren’t sure where i was or what i was doing but at some point id sneak into bed and id awake with you gone again. You used your light to blind me, so that while i could not see you created someone else, someone that you wanted me to be and convinced me that I wanted to be her too. But without constant upkeep i began to wipe away parts of the girl that I never was. When i began to show you parts of the person I really was you didn’t like her, you began to call her names and say she wasn’t the person you fell in love with. But i don’t think your feet ever left the ground, you were too busy there planting seeds in my mind to tell me you knew what was best. maybe that was my fault for letting it happen, i was much younger than you and you’d never let me forget that. But now years have past and i don’t even recognize the girl you tried to make me become. I saw you walking down the street and you turned the corner at the sight of me. I heard that you had a new girlfriend, one that you’ve been with before i kicked you out of my bed. It makes me want to say sorry to your ex, you villainized her so much when we were together that i thought she was no good. But i am sure that you tell your new girl that I was just the same, that i didn’t deserve your love because while you were at work i was at a party down the street. I am sure that she doesn’t know you were still with me when you first kissed, or that the sweatpants you wear when your sick were mine. I am sure she thinks I’m horrible, and i will admit at times i was, but you cant expect to cage someone in and not have them fight their way back out. I wonder how long it took her to stop starring into your light, for her to see what your real intentions were. I wonder why your light is so blinding, when behind it there’s just a selfish little boy trying to make himself a puppet.