Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
abbylightwood: “ These two drawings were done last year for my life drawing class. They are called Hamartia and Bruce Study. I remember the proffessor saying that he didn’t like when his students used.
this picture is so simple but yet has so much meaning to it. to me it symbolizes how depression is always hanging around (the cuff around her ankle). you feel alone (empty room around her). self harm (the bandage around her arm).