Imagine being God, you would have the power to choose...

Your blood overflows twice as much, you are a living shield that cares.

But you know that no one looks at you as a sword, but rather as a shield that serves only to suffer.

One day the Punching Bag will tear again, and you won't have any more thread and needle to sew it back together.

Nothing is infinite, the Punching Bag won't the able to handle so many punches.

Images that i forget to post, or, when i posted, it was dark here ;--;

Be an angel... Free to walk in the limited hands of a being who commands you..

Or be a demon.. bound by the chains of freedom...

Eyes ;-;

I don't know where in the comunity put this, so, i will put in art or weirdcore ;-;

And Good Night :>

Rip out your guts, your heart, your veins, and more.

Unfortunately, for some reason, your friends ATTACH themselves to you, and they want you ALIVE, to SUFFER.

They make you CHEW and SWALLOW the same FLESH, until you VOMIT and lose your TEETH.

A tip.

Eh, the paper just cutted because a bunch of ink or theses pen things.

So i completed drawing in one notebook haha.

I don't need that notebook;-;

So, okay then ;-;

Scopophobia

Good Afternoon ;-;

TMC Cesar Torres skin for Forsaken Noli