Dry Eyes. By themischievousannaMarch 31, 2016 ( 2 ) And then, All the Succulents Drowned. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, PoetryTags: art, artist, dark, drawing, emotions, fiction&poetry, horror, people, poems, poetry, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousanna2 months ago Another subject. By themischievousanna2 months ago The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousanna2 months ago 2 comments › niqniqbanks March 31, 2016 • 1:25 pm aww man #Deep LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna March 31, 2016 • 6:32 pm 🙂 thanks! LikeLike Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.