I Quite Like It - Blog Posts
Made a horrible poem (because it isn't a poem more of a thing i wrote) about love. Here it is:
Love is a smile that lasts all day long
Because with the simple thought of you
I remember joy and warmth
Love is remembering your favorite food, flower, and color
And smiling when i see them
Because now i find you in everything
Sometimes when you laugh
I see all the other times
And i think about how much warmth and happiness
A simple sound can bring me
Sometimes days aren't simple
Sometimes we cry
But it's times like those
That make your smile afterwards
The brightest
And when i can't remember
how to smile
You remind me
If i've forgotten to eat
or take a break
You fill my heart
And when you hold my hand
And my heart
Close to yours
I feel like home
This is love
But mostly
This is you
Welll well well what a surprise another drawing of BROB and Cross
Perhaps I have a problem
NAHHHHHHH-
Trying to find a concise way to describe Centaurworld to the uninitiated and so far I’ve settled on “what if Samurai Jack was sent to the Care Bears universe instead of the future. And was also a horse.”
![Yamanaka Ino [Moodboard]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/7dc70fe6819771f2e70e70944bd65f14/1f81717a22e0115b-61/s500x750/660365ade6ba9656c7cff9b8493ffa593159b1b2.png)
Yamanaka Ino [Moodboard]
There’s no meaning to a flower unless it blooms.