Deep down I know Iām just a coward when it comes to love
Category Artwork (Traditional) / All
Species Mustelid (Other)
Size 575 x 855px
File Size 224.4 kB
This is simply awesome. I bow in front of you how great you capture the look of the species. Even with no-so-typical look it's more than just obvious. The ears. The fluff.
Also this contrast between the sleepless room and outer world. Lost squinting at the new day. So many times.
And also also --- these words in the description are about me.
Ummmmm. That's just too good.
Also this contrast between the sleepless room and outer world. Lost squinting at the new day. So many times.
And also also --- these words in the description are about me.
Ummmmm. That's just too good.
Actually, there's worse. It's knowing you're in a relationship which isn't going anywhere and you're not happy with, and you just want it to end. But ending it would most certainly bring misery and drama to both of you, plus you'd be empty and alone again, and no one to be mad at. So you live your life, day to day, in a false hope your relationship would get any better. But every time the hope fails, and it makes you a slow, unhappy, cynical, and poisonous person.
Better to be alone than with someone you're too afraid to dump.
Better to be alone than with someone you're too afraid to dump.
I feel you :/... Well so here's something to cheer you up ;)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0pGkY_RHJIs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0pGkY_RHJIs
The lighting, the slouching posture, the expression of that feeling when you gaze out a window in the morning without adequate sleep that I do not know the name of, even details like the steam of the cup and the floof of the fur all add to this piece. I especially liked how the paws gripped the mug. I can see people really doing that.
Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
-Moody Blues
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right.
And which is an illusion?
-Moody Blues
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