Moody - Blog Posts

Sorry for all the sad-ish reposts on my main, 8 years of trust, care, love, and respect is going down the drain and my mood swings are really getting to me and I’m honestly just in a weird state of limbo now

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Wallpaper - Contemporary Bedroom An illustration of a medium-sized, modern guest bedroom with white walls, a brown floor, and wallpaper for guests.

Its just me, my dogs, and our rage against the world.

sky is womb and she's the moon

Penumbra

some of the best times of my life yeee

different days same lighting

I’m sorry, I’m sorry

I led you astray

I told you that never would I leave

I told you I would always stay behind

I told you that I wouldn’t deceive

That in me constant friendship you’d find

I didn’t mean to neglect you so cruelly

I must truly have just been distracted

I can’t have intentionally hurt you so unduly

I wonder, how must you have reacted?

Forgive me, my friend

Forgive me, I plead

If only to let my suffering end

And give me just one last good deed

Washington metro

Black Sea, Sochi

I continue to draw rare characters straight from the Spinjitzu Brothers and this time it's Moody and Bunch:))) to be honest when I read the book with their appearance I even cried, I felt very sorry for them, these kids are quite creepy so you can consider this a Halloween sketch :_)))))

Contemporary Family Room in Melbourne

more art made in ms paint :D

please don't judge, i'm not used to drawing realism

Sweet dreams

I’m laying here, awake. It’s the middle of the night and I don’t know how but I thought I heard your voice and so I woke up. Now I’m laying here, thinking. I don’t even know what it is about you, my heart loves so much. You’re great, but I don’t see why my heart thinks it’s okay to get broken day by day, instead of just letting go. I’m laying here, dreaming. Not of anything that has happened, but of everything that could still occur. Anything good, nothing of the bad stuff has a place in my dreams. At least not in the ones I’m dreaming when I’m awake. I’m awake, thinking and dreaming. I guess you’re asleep not dreaming about anything particular and when you wake up, your mind is clear. Maybe one day you’ll wake up and notice everything I’ve done for you and what you ignorant prick have put me through. But until then, sweet dreams L.