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Parasitic Bloom, i haven't drawn anything trippy or eldritch in a while. this took longer than i thought, also that i'm not that good at drawing flowers.

Me: “I’m such a catch, I don’t understand why the hell im single. I’m funny, charismatic and overall great person. I just don’t get it...”

Also me: *literally won’t stop talking about 2D characters as if they were real, Constantly talks about how I wish they were my significant other, reads fanfics about them, listens to kpop 24/7, talks about how I would leave my real life boyfriend if any of my fictional characters or kpop artists proposed to me, cries about them all the time*

Me: “yeah I just don’t get why I’m single”

When the 3 AM Inspiration Hits :D

Maybe it’s the way I feel my soul crave for your existence, but I can’t help but look for your eyes at every passerby on the street

Hoping that it’s you I’ll run into.

I feel the way my heart beats

For anyone at this point in my life

Hoping that the person it beats for

Is you.

I can’t help but read every romance novel

Feeling as though it is us in another lifetime

Where our love is obvious on paper,

Easily read in between the lines of

Onyx and ivory.

I can’t help but feel jealous

At these romantic stories,

Whether they are on a page or in real time

Because maybe they found their other half

Before I did?

Or maybe it’s because they found someone who can fill the void till they meet their other half.

I’m greedy to want you in my life

Especially right now

When I know for a fact things wouldn’t work out the way I would like them.

I know I have to patient to meet you

To be able to love you.

That our story will happen when the time is right.

I know that you’re one step ahead of me,

Also waiting patiently to meet me.

To love me as much as would I love you.

I can’t help but be worried though.

Whether you’re out there still, alive and doing well.

Or if the horrors of our world have taken you to paradise among the stars where you belong.

It’s sad that the stories I read are about feeling, knowing, and loving their soulmates.

I wish that was a world we lived in because I so badly want to know your face, trace my eyes over your features and burn them to memory. Get to know the name that falls from my lips like exquisite honey. I want to know the person behind those mysterious eyes that I can’t picture.

Do you like to read?

Are you a nerd?

What’s your favorite season?

What’s your favorite type of weather?

How do you like your coffee in the morning?

Are you as obsessive as I am?

Are you as ambitious and independent as I am, but have a desire to be with me at all hours of the day?

As silly and simple as those questions are… I have so many more I want answered.

I have the guttural desire to know who you are

And where I can find you.

So I look and scour this earth trying to find you.

I look in places where I least expect you to be…

Like in friends, strangers, dating apps….

I say it’s to pass the time, but really…

A deeper part of my being is hoping to find you there…

I’m naive, knowing that you’re out there not at all doing what I’m doing…

But I’d be lying to myself and a hypocrite if I said that you weren’t doing the same as I am…

Trying to find you, and bring you, us home.

I crave for the days that will brighten when you’re by my side, waking up to the morning sun shining down on our faces.

I crave for your touch that ignites and relaxes my body, your favorite instrument to play.

One you know all too well as you trace your hands over me to play your favorite siren song.

I crave the day that our eyes finally meet and we both sigh in relief that we have found the ‘one’.

I crave for the day that I’m not the sole poet, and that you have created a sonnet from your heart dedicated to me.

I crave for the rainy days that storm down on our house of comfort,

Instead of running away and it breaking us down,

You grab my hand as we run out the door from the safety of our house and then we make out in the rain.

Not caring if the whole world was watching us.

I crave for the day that we sit inside of a pillow fort of our making as we laze around basking in each other’s presence because

it’s enough.

I crave for the day that we are able to love each other and make memories that are so far ahead of us.

I crave for the day I find you,

My other half. Who was made by the gods themselves,

To treasure, adore, spoil and love me.

So I will continue in my conquest… going through different lovers hoping to find you in this life.

Crushing on people who most likely aren’t you.

Just hoping for the off chance that it is.

I dread the thought that I’ve crossed paths with you, as it wasn’t our time yet or the off chance that it just wasn’t meant to happen in this lifetime.

But if I’m right about that,

Then I will see you when my time is up.

I will cherish and hold you with so much vigor we won’t be apart again in our next life.

My body craves our love, that only my soul would know, recognize and covet.

My heart yearns for the warmth that only your love would thaw and bring it buzzing to life again.

I would say it’s a miracle that if you are dead that you don’t know of my ability to see, feel, and hear spirits.

And if you did, and only didn’t haunt me because you didn’t want to burden me with that fact alone, then fuck you!!

Because at least I would have closure.

It would be so much easier with the fact that I know that you are dead, that you would be patiently waiting till I’ve lived my life to the fullest while mourning for you.

Because it’s easier knowing where and who you are and what happened to you,

Than wondering the what ifs,

wondering who you are

Wondering where you are

If you’re out there

Like me

Wishing

That you

Would just appear

And tell me that everything

Is going to be okay because I

Have you on my side and that nothing is going

To break us apart. Not in this life or the next.

Every person I date from here on out, will be a lesson I learn,

So that when I eventually find you, I will know how to cherish, trust, communicate, and love you, like how I know you deserve.

I know you will do the same for me.

When our souls eventually meet, it will feel like coming home. It will be like breathing in the first fresh air of spring. It will feel as though our worlds have collided in the most unlikely of ways, but when looking back on the moment it would make the most sense to us. We will love each other for all our demons and faults. We will love each other for all our happiest moments and for good days. A perfect Yin-Yang of messy and pure love.

We will stand for and with each other every step and turn. Devoted to one another.

I do not have the pleasure of knowing who you are yet.

But my soul loves and misses you. Whoever, whomever and wherever you are, and I can’t help but wish and pray that you’re doing okay and holding up without me. I hope that you hold out and look for me a little longer because I will find, and come home to you soon. My dearest sweet love.

My other half,

My one true soulmate.

Here's an official introduction to myself!

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠

𝐼'𝑚 𝐴𝑦𝑢𝑚𝑖, 𝐼 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑔𝑜 𝑏𝑦 𝐽𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑟 𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑡ℎ𝑜 ℎ𝑒ℎ𝑒.

𝐼'𝑚 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑦 15 𝑦𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑒/ℎ𝑒𝑟 (𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦/𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺/𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮) !

𝐼'𝑚 𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑎𝑝𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑐(𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘤 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐'𝘮 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘳)

𝐼'𝑚 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑛!

𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝐼 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦:

𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔

𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠(𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩)

𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐

𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑙, ℎ𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑒𝑎

𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠(𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮)

𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛

𝑆𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔

𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠, 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠, 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑓𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑙 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑠

𝑆𝑙𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑔

𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑠

𝑇ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠

𝑀𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑎𝑠

𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒:

𝐻𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟𝑠

𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑑

𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠

𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠

𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒

𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘

𝐶𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑/𝑡𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑠

𝐹𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑥 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠(𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮)

𝐻𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑏𝑖𝑎, 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑝ℎ𝑜𝑏𝑖 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑚, 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑔𝑦𝑛𝑦 𝑒𝑡𝑐.

𝐵𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

𝐵𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑑

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑡

𝑀𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑏𝑗𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝐵𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑦, 𝐻𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦, 𝑆𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠ℎ!

(I feel like I forgot to mention some things but they aren't really important, hehe...if you have any questions about me, feel free to ask! Though I'm not the most social person, it mightn't be too bad to try, right?)