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𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋🎧sn0w.x0

@x0x0swanbl00d

dream doll ✙
i make clothes and write sometimes
insta@ z0.floya
& @bl00d_on_the_sn0wxo

𝕬𝖑 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖊 𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖚 𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖗

𝕾𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 𝖊𝖓 𝖒𝖎 𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖉𝖆𝖉

𝖀𝖓 é𝖝𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖘 𝖊𝖓 𝖒𝖎𝖘 𝖓𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖏𝖆𝖘

𝕾𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖔 𝖆𝖑 𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖆 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉

𝖀𝖓 é𝖝𝖙𝖆𝖘𝖎𝖘, 𝖚𝖓 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖗, 𝖚𝖓 𝖆𝖉𝖎ó𝖘

𝕾𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖚 𝖆𝖑𝖒𝖆 𝖓𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖗𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖗 𝖒á𝖘

~ agony dsbm ✧

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⣾⣿⡿⢶⣶⣤⣄⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⡾⠛⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⠷⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠁⠀⠈⠻⣶⣶⣶⡾⠁⠀⠀

⠀⢀⣀⣀⣠⣼⠟⠉⠉⠀⣀⣤⣤⣄⡀⣤⣶⣾⣷⣦⡀⠀⠀⠙⣿⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠙⠻⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠸⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⢼⣇⡀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⣀⣠⣤⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠟⠀⠀⠀⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢻⡇⠀⠈⠙⢿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⡿⢿⣿⡿⠋⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣦⡀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣿⣿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⢀⣾⠋⠉⠉⠉⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠰⠛⠋⠉⠻⢷⣄⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⢸⣇⣴⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣶⣾⣧⣤⣿⣧⣤⡶⢿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠟⠁⢸⡏⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠃⠀⠙⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠛⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

objects in mirror are closer than they appear

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣬⣾⣮⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣠⣴⣿⡿⣿⣧⣤⡀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠨⢿⡷⣾⡿⢳⠿⣿⣶⣿⢖⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣯⣏⣿⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⢀⣀⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⡼⣾⣇⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⠄⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⣾⢿⣱⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣭⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⢀⠀⠀⠀⣐⣾⣿⠀⠀⠀

⣄⣦⣿⡿⣿⠷⣾⣿⣷⡟⣷⣿⣿⣿⣷⡟⣷⣿⣷⡾⣟⠿⣿⣤⣆⠄

⠙⠻⠿⣿⣏⣿⣷⠿⢿⢟⡏⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⢟⡿⠷⣿⣻⣿⡿⠿⠋⠈

⠀⠀⠀⠩⢻⣿⡄⠀⠀⠈⠻⣼⣿⣿⡸⠋⠁⠀⠀⢸⡿⡓⠁⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣺⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣹⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣽⣿⣿⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⢷⢿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⠋⢟⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣿⣿⣫⣆⣮⣛⣿⡅⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⠿⣿⣿⣿⡄⣿⣿⣿⠿⠮⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⢿⣽⣝⣽⣽⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

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some drawings my mom did when she went to fashion design school

⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

I remember one of her classes made her learn color theory, and I spent an entire afternoon with her sitting at the dining table. We had what felt like hundreds of markers in every shade of any color you could imagine and we, one by one, colored in each square using every marker color combo possible. After it was a beautiful rainbow gradient of alcohol marker, ones that ended up drying out because she never finished school. It kinda feels like I am following in her footsteps sometimes and that scares me… but who knows what the future holds. I love you, mom 🖤happy Mother’s Day (a few days late but she isn’t reading my tumblr posts as far as I’m aware...)

ᵗʰᵉ ᶠˡᵒʷᵉʳˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˡᵒˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ᶜᵒˡᵒʳ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵃˢᵗ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗ

ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁱ

ᵗʰᵉ ʷⁱⁿᵈ ⁱˢⁿ’ᵗ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃʳʳʸ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵉⁱᵗʰᵉʳ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᵖˢ

ⁱ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᵇˡᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵉᵉᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ʸᵉˢᵗᵉʳᵈᵃʸ ʳᵉᵐᵃⁱⁿ

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