Also known as J.
Human. 19. Savior of bugs and all things crawling.
Art student by day, mad scientist by night.
Cab-Car character concept for “Bad Luck” animation.
Character design from my 4D tumblr for an upcoming animation.
Wee Ghost character concept for “Bad Luck” animation.
Character design from my 4D tumblr for an upcoming animation.
I sit here quietly, fingers tapping against the smooth surface of plastic. I rock anxiously in my chair, every little tilt makes me think I’ll get sick. My heart is pounding faster than, I’m sure, it ever has before. Sure of it. It feels like I’ve run up flights of stairs at full blast, my lungs in my chest reverberating with heavy breath.
Meanwhile, the sound of running water slips out through the crack under the door. I stare at that slat, a bursting beam of yellowed light. My hands are shaking.
I can sense the turning of the water in the pipes. It floods my house with echoing movement.
My chest feels close to breaking open. I’m sure it will burst with gold and silver, a confetti storm of triumph.
And all at once the water stops.
Silence.
Blood throbbing in my ears.
The lock on the door clicks.
And yellow light fills my eyes. I was right, gold and silver.
Two more days. Two-hundred more miles.
You’ll be in my arms again and all will be well beyond well.
I think it’s such a pity that people are surprised by happiness.
Such a thing is so rare to these broken souls on this cracked earth.
I suppose all things have to sour before the good can taste sweet in the mouths of those deserving and undeserving alike.
But certainly I am no stranger to happiness, whether I am deserving or not.
It’s unexpected, but I miss you. More than I thought I would. More than I imagined. Those sad eyes need rest, but I know it’s hard to sleep without a warm hand to hold.
Andrew Jackson Jihad - Big Bird
This song is the anthem of one of the most incredible moments I have ever lived.
Legs dangling over the edge of an empty bathtub. Drunk out of my mind with a full cup in hand. Right next to you. Singing our sad-happy little hearts out.
You are something else.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
