Awww I love you! And I hope to soon find the time to go back to the drawing tablet, I’ve been a terrible fanartist…
(and thanks imorca for the heads up ^_^ )
My name is Death and the end is here.
Folie à quatre.
Like a shadow suspended on dust.
"It’s like the middle ages, Daryl’s a precious virgin, we’re demanding he get with our suitor of choice Carol, and TWD writers/producers/Reedus is one big friggin chastity belt" ( dixit taipanmay)
Because Daryl, Precious Virgin, is now forever my headcanon.
Deleted alternate scene.
The Walking Deathly Hallows
because I can’t believe Carol is still alive
Thank you and hello to my lovely new followers from yesterday and today! And thank you all for so many notes
especially the ones claiming I must be Satan.
And yes, I will now go sit back in the corner and think hard on the evil I’ve done.
This bitter earth / What fruit it bears
What good is love / That no one shares
And if my life is like the dust / That hides the glow of a rose
What good am I / Heaven only knows
Sunday bloody sunday.