its sadness... like.. a cold chill that squeezes me as i try to figure out if i can be forgiven or if i can fix whatever happened (AHeM twitter) i still love you  somnax your art is amazing. and i also guess tanyakapton?... but eventually i have to remember that i could just make others happy the best i can by just.... turning around... walking away from the 5 foot thick tungstan door. and hey look at the time its time for me to probably shitpost...