Some Drawings From Little Edits Ive Posted The Past Month Or So. You Can See Them On My Insta (@star_bite)

It's him. Your beautiful scurvy riddled wife.

I just think blood’s neat :]

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it's so fucked up that francis spent months thinking about wrapping his hands around james's neck in anger and instead their relationship ends with him gently caressing his throat

ok ok jmart kiss today<33

Tfw you'll live forever but only in fragments 🙄🙄🙄

that pose was too cute, had to make it fitzier...

— from Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson

"[...] Revising the perceived sad ending of the entry, Geryon again borrows from “Red Meat,” this time its final fragment, writing, “All over the world the beautiful red breezes went on blowing hand/ in hand,” shifting away from self-centering and instead highlighting red’s continuance without him and its propensity for connection, despite Geryon’s own alienation. Redness is not exclusive to boys but can belong to breezes too."

— from Anne Carson: “Red Meat: Fragments of Stesichoros” by Kristi Maxwell

him trying to fix the dress' strap me [saw it and got so hard i got nauseous] ,,,,, I think I hauve scurvy