I’m in California dreaming about who we used to be
When we were younger and free
I’ve forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet

I must’ve called a thousand times
To tell you I’m sorry for everything that I’ve done
But when I call you never seem to be home

If I haven’t told you how much I hate working with images let me just–

I mean I might’ve mentioned it 10000 times when the fox covers started getting problematic but–

I hate working with images

but now and then I forget how much I hate it, and I get it in my head to find pictures to go with the writing thought process. and then I try, and I get angry almost immediately, but by then I’ve already started so I might as well finish, so I just sort of grouch my way through it. so here, have a shitty little poster of shadows & trigger warnings

((seriously how do you guys do it))

and by how I mean why, bc jfc

insp by Adele’s Hello, which I heard for the first time today. It finally connected the dots between original Monochrome & new Monochrome. I have a path, now I just gotta carve it out of the wreckage.

((Unsurprisingly most of this stress & headache has been about a couple that is not made up of either of the main characters. why me. why. leave me here to die.))

sources, sort of: 1. sorry 2. knife 3. heart 4. candle 5. ring 6. roses