“Love, Time stops, doesn’t it?
Are we not testaments to this?
Two old, misplaced souls,
Asleep for seventy years?
So close your eyes, love.
Maybe seconds can be minutes
and minutes can be hours
and hours can be unending eternities
Where I don’t have to open my eyes
To a reality without you.
So, let’s sleep.
Let the world go to hell. For we deserve a soft epilogue, my love.
We are good people, and we’ve suffered enough.”
the thing about the mountain goats is that, on paper, it’s the whiniest-sounding catholic in america playing Just An E Chord saying shit like “i smoked a pack of spirits in florida / i thought about the book of galatians / why were you so mean to me last october” but then you listen to it and you’re like what the fuck…… why WERE you so mean to me last october. and then you need like 3-5 business days to recover
I don’t normally post messy illustrations but I think I will from now on. I enjoyed drawing this very much and I am probably too lazy to ever make it all clean and shiny, so take it as it is.
Inspired by this amazing fanfic right HERE written by the very talented monicawoe. <3
Happy #pridemonth babies, celebrate pride wherever you are, all queer experiencies are beautiful and valid, don’t forget to support your queer friends and p*nch h*m*phobes These are hard times, but we will thrive, we always did 🏳️🌈💕
