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Warriors Series by Raja Nandepu

(check ALTs for piece titles)

Software Used: Photoshop

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spite house

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✞ 666 ✞

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✞ 666 ✞

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Losing sleep, somewhere between the sky and the dying sea.

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Art by 小小鹿 喝多了

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It's so impressive how the truth always reveal itself

What you are

What you believe in

What you feel

...what you don't feel

You simply cannot lie or omit your truth.

Sometimes I wonder: am I the one who, unconsciously, brings out the truth in people? If so, why do I always blind myself to the things I already know about others? These past few years I decided to close my eyes whenever someone felt comfortable enough to show me who they really are. From family who don't give a damn if I live or die, but expect me to be there for them, dressed in love, patience and hiding my own grief. Being what they needed, what they wanted me to be. From friends who ignored me for days, didn't even listen when I was asking for a little bit of support and love. I moved on, I'm here for the few who need me, but I can't forget the day I decided to end it and then they came back begging me to stay because I was hurting them. always the one who hurts the people around me never the one who gets to be supported and listened without getting into a competition. Now, It seems like I'm no longer to able to close my eyes anymore. I've been listening, observing, calmly, slowly putting the pieces together, after all that's what everybody says that I do. I listen and observe, never speak. I've never had to ask anything. I've never came up with plans and some cartoon-like evil trap to catch anything that I was suspecting. I've been quieter than usual, just letting the truth come to me...

...and it has been coming. More and more I know more about you and everybody around me than anyone cares to know about me. I'm starting to see it more as a blessing than a curse or a punishment.

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Pumpkin punk special fall release! Happy October hehe 🎃

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𐕣 𐕣 𐕣

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Beautiful Mother, know our souls!

Trust in us all Your mysteries,

Protect our loved ones as You protect Your beloved Hounds,

Love us as we love You!

Hail Hekáte Enodia, Queen of Witches!

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Art by Juluurkhan Khalgaev

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"The Birth of Wednesday Addams" 🥀 By Denver Balbaboco

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hot choc 🌙

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-Hylas and the Nymphs-