In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights and cups of coffee...

[obliviousally_lj]

Maybe there aren't such things as good friends or bad friends. Maybe there are just friends. People who stand by you when you're hurt and help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for; maybe worth dying for, too, if that's what it has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart.
- Stephen King, It

"Every passing minute is another minute to change everything around."

---

This is a bit of therapy art for myself. Two of my favorite people in the world aren't talking to each other and I think that should be changed. But I'm not the one to do that and I can only hope that they can move past what happened and repair what was once an awesome friendship. Because things shouldn't fall apart and be pushed away over one night of misunderstandings.

I was at work this morning when Season of Love came on my MP3 player and I was hit with this overwhelming sadness because of the aforementioned situation. Yeah, I know I'm on the rag and overly emotional, but this whole thing has been really hard on me for some reason. But I'm too good to say anything.

And I even feel guilty just for posting this. But I'm so, SO proud of it. But I hate to upset people and I'm sure it's going to upset someone. Somehow. But that's not the intent.

Either way, I'm full of the emofag now.

Comments

*hug*

[suzanami.livejournal.com]

i love it. it's gorgeous. <3
here's hoping there's no more drama due to it. it's too nice for that.

[gab.livejournal.com]

Oh man, this drawing is so good! I adore your lineart... I would love to commission you some day.