Also, I legit have no idea how she gets the ink so streaky. For science, I used Copics on the cheapest shit paper I could find and, yeah, not perfect but nothing like how she gets it. Does she stab the paper with them?
This is proper Luna-esque....what hers would look like if she put more than five minutes into them. Boss!
I think i may be able to explain the streakiness though. The easiest answer is she uses run-out, fucked up markers, has no idea copics can be refilled and doesn't look after them. That, plus colouring them as fast as possible for gimme dibs - she'd honestly do better with some form of paint as she just wants to fill space; there's barely any shading or other intricacy. She's literally scribbling the colour on.
The other reason is that she may have tried to stretch them with water. I've used similar effect and did so with a near-dead marker, frayed the nib then stretched out with different liquids for different effects, but I don't use markers much so dunno if Copics do the same? I'm just thanking St.Gillott she doesn't use vintage pens/nibs, cos that would be the ultimate abomination.
Finally (I shuts up in a mo, honest) paper is weird. Sometimes good stock will bleed and cheap shit won't and even good stuff differs by batch. Again, any old paper meets her needs because can't-afford-Copics add to her tortured-artist shtick in a way quality paper wouldn't.
Why even rip off Copics? Like I mentioned before, the 50 pack of Crayola Super Tips is like $7. But I do agree paint might be better for her, watercolors can have the same look but won't be streaky as hell.
I guess she doesn't pee after she has nasty homeless sex with Lurch. She must be blitzed off her ass constantly if she didn't realize she had a UTI till it got this bad.
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This past week has been yet another roller coaster of despair, scribbles, and all that is to be expected of Luna. Like any dependable protagonist she surprises her audience with the shocking depths to which she descends on her journey for whatever her doped up, cracked out, skewed mind has convinced her is self improvement.
The updates begin with a small dose of positive thinking from an expert in DBT.
She re-shared a photo in which she is wearing the dress she wears when dreaming of a fairy tale wedding of her own.
She enjoyed rare moments of the most blessed self love.
She celebrated personal growth.
She grappled with triggering material all the while suffering from the heat.
Fettered by dissociation, Luna somehow gathered her wits enough to try to sell art.
She wrestled with a heap of self doubt.
Luckily there are distractions aplenty.
She courageously clung to positivity.
But horrors of depression and trauma devoured her.
She shared more information about a beloved family member.
The love bombing was then directed to Matthew in a declaration of wholesome adoration, a throwback, and Luna's unique style of poetry.
She went outside to explore.
She reminded followers of a favourite trinket.
She felt homesick.
She distracted herself with another productive activity.
She made another post begging followers to purchase the recent art she has drawn.
Amid her panic, she discovered the energy to share images found on Tumblr.
She shared news of a health problem caused by the terrible abuse she now suffers at the hands of her mother.
She took advantage of the comforts offered by Netflix.
A great deal of art has been purchased and Luna, wretched and derelict, is just so grateful.
She felt a spark of pride at the profound development of her artistic skill.
She went outside again. This time, she revealed, it was not for a leisurely stroll.
Well, colour me surprised and confused. Her old art was actually kind of cool. Not sure if it’s because it was something other than “generic sad girl wants asspats” or because of how much neater it all is. But she honestly thinks her new stuff is better?
Also, I want to bleach the gifs of her and Lurch from my eyes. He looks like he smells like a corpse drowned in grease.
Reality is nought but pain when one lives in Hell with nothing but the most wretched fetters dragging one down into the endless pits of The Sadness™. Luna is caught up in the depths of a despair forged and sharpened only by her constant exposure to the utmost tragedy that is the ongoing story of her miserable life. Only the blackest of hearts would tear off her wings so cruelly, and yet, devils and oppressors are all she seems to have present in her mopey shuffle through a fate both marginalized and scarce.
Poor Luna. Someone save the old girl.
She remains desperate to sell her wares.
She took a stand against depression.
She chose to concentrate on her loving family.
She fondly reminisced about a tender moment in the sweetest love story that ever was.
This is the photograph she refers to above. Courtesy of LCF.
She captured a shot of Smokey for his weekly appearance.
She parted with a beloved piece.
She was kind enough to sell more of her work.
But desolation is ever present.
Luna offered a glimpse of herself in the rarest state of all.
She and Matthew trudged through the rain for a meal.
She somehow got through her starvation and abuse.
She likely claimed someone else's property as her own.
She found a relic from the past and filled it with parts of the hoard that survived.
She preached in favour of DBT skills and the improvements her dedicated practice has brought to an otherwise bleak existence.
She deleted the images below.
She revealed the fate of treasured accessories.
She continued in her subtle e-begging for the kindness of charity.
She showed off another themed collection of trinkets.
She revealed the spoils of another follower buying her art supplies.
She found herself in a box of bleach.
She preened in her typical way.
Productive as ever, she completed more of her drawings.
She continued to love bomb her hair.
Inevitably, more art was drawn.
Luna offered her followers a glimpse of what true agony looks like.
She revealed another few completed pieces.
Her recent creations were promptly made available for sale.
She shared more quality work.
She commented on an Abby Brown post but later deleted it.
Lolcow.farm postings reveal more differences between the pre and post-Lurch Luna.
I get such a Babysitter Bandit vibe from the weird hip poses/stances in her selfies. Glad to see that Luna is still enduring and powering through against all odds xx
