I am the dog🐬🦴🐾The endlessly exploding dog of true love゚.⋆ ☆⋆。°‧ ˚ ༘` Arcane/AJJ fanboy ^_^ ;3
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MY GODDDDD THIS IS SO DAMN BEAUTIFUL THANK U SO MUCH SSILLLYY ^D^!!!!!!!!


very sketchy-doodley fanart for @pommie-pup >_<
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everything rots
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i think L explains things with gummy bears.

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Same vibes as L and light saying "I am justice" simultaneously
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hes so god damn beautiful
returning from the dead with near death note manga panel colouring
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holy shit i have a boner
Imagine your GOAT's name being L..
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take me wherever i wanna by byouin on Deviantart (07/25/2007)
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ANNOTATED MOUNTAIN GOATS LYRICS BOOK COMING OUT IN DECEMBER. NEVER KILL YOURSELF
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thus lined up with The Last Arizona sadly singing S15e7 in my ears
Skeleton disagrees with his wife about the issue
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the reason i believe in love is because i exist and i am full of it. my heart is swollen with it. i carry too much loyalty in a world that empties people for sport. i give until i am barely recognizable.
overflowing with emotion that has nowhere safe to land. i will love you more than i can say, more than i probably should. i will pour myself empty to fill someone else’s cup, even when mine has been cracked and half full for years. i will fill your world with sunlight you forgot you needed.
my hands will wipe away your tears and kiss the parts of you you pretend don’t hurt. even when you test me on every level, even when your love feels like a door i’m never sure is open. my love is immense. it is kind. it is soft and wide and aching and true. it does not know harm. only gratitude. only devotion.
but still, they looked right through the hands that held them. and sometimes i wonder if they ever really saw me. i gave and gave until there was nothing left of me to recognize. like wringing water from a cloth that’s already dry.
maybe i learned to love this loud because no one ever stayed for my stillness. i remember being small and thinking love was something i had to earn. i am still that girl in many ways. i am still trying to be enough.
still standing with my arms open. still hoping someone sees the way love swells behind my ribs like a second heartbeat. so knowing that i exist like this, knowing that i have this much to give, i will never stop believing in love.
not because it has always been good to me, but because i still am. maybe one day someone will know how rare that is. how wild and raw and endlessly hopeful.
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