TWINS.
TWINS, I SAY.
I think this was just an excuse to draw Erik’s crepe-y eyes. He looks like those before pictures for under eye cream advertisements. “Do your eyes look like this? New Joan Rivers revitalizing dark circle cream will take you from raccoon to ravishing in just two weeks!”
I don’t think eye cream would work with Erik, though. His eyes are so sunken that the lotion would probably just get stuck down there and start to smell.
SEXY.
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams.
Let your soul take you where you long to be.
I am now fairly certain that Anne Hathaway is actually an angel.
She’s like…the Fantine Fairy. But instead of leaving money under your pillow, she leaves tuberculosis and broken dreams!
Yaaaay consumption!
when people with a lot of followers reblog your post
starting internet feuds like
KRISTYN IT’S US.
Pencil sketch of Anne Hathaway as Fantine. I loved her performance in this film so much. I cried like a baby in the theater when she died. The lady next to me looked at me like I just escaped from a mental institution, but whatever, man. Pixie cuts and prostitutes make-a me cry.
