I feel an immense and undescribable sort of joy whenever I see Sundays ears are visible for no particular reason. I love Sundays ears for the simple reason that they are part of Sunday. I want to kiss them and his stunning earrings
I love whatever he has going on with this golden feather and always reaching for it. I think that it symbolizes the ideal utopia Sunday so desperately tries to attain. The thorny vines I can speak more about, but in this art I imagine them as holding him back/his struggles
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I was detained for 3+ hours while homeless and sick because I couldn’t move fast enough. I’m just trying to survive and get somewhere safe. I’m asking for help because I genuinely don’t have another way through this
Gosh, please just let me kiss my baby 😭😭😭♡ Everything about Sunday inspires such affection in me. I love everything about him. His gorgeous and serene looking eyes And the adorable blush on his nose I want to see how he reacts when I kiss it 🥹 I love you my sweetheart