And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns on its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name. (rev 13:1)
You don’t “make love” /to/ someone, you “make love” /with/ someone… When you say ‘to’ it sounds like your trying to force feed them intimacy, but no matter how much love you shove down a persons throat, eventually they’ll get sick… And they’ll purge you from their life. You make love /with/ someone… You wrap their body in empathy and pray they take meaning in such empty words as “I love you” because no word in the human language can carry such a deeply rooted emotion. When I say I love you, I mean I trust you, I need you, I think about you constantly, your touch never leaves my skin, your laugh never leaves my ears, your voice is like another conscience in my mind and I always imagine what you would say. So if you’re doing it right, you’re “making love” /with/ someone… And there is nothing else in this world quite like that.
ive been really into hylics as of lately (those are kinda old but yeah i forgot to post them soRRY)
Día de los Muertos art featuring Cubone- for today is a day of remembrance for all.
Mlp mane 6 redesigns <3