Cheap Point commissions (CLOSED)CLOSED CLOSED I got a lot more than I kinda planned to get uwu, thank you for purchasing I'll get to it~ Won't be opened for a while now.You can always ask if you can have a personal commission but prices will be higherCheap Point commissions (CLOSED)7 months ago in Personal More Like This
NOTE: I have changed the prices since I want to earn some decent income out of this, however those who are waiting for a commission will not need to pay extra. This is for new commissioners only.
I'm still working on the previous commissions but I want to keep my word on opening them this weekend.
Headshots: Will be 200
Cheebs: Will be 200 100 extra for each additional character.
Pixel Chains: 1
R. Sketches [IMPORTANT]After some deep consideration, I've decided to cancel the rest of the sketches. UNLESS you comment back onto this feed. This only pertains to the second half of the people that had originally asked for the sketches. If you comment, I will finish the sketch as promised, and sorry if I'm sounding kinda off but many have long forgotten about this anyways and I'm ready to move on. If you miss this message, and complain, well....I dunno, I'm not trying to piss anyone off okay :iconuhuhuhuplz:R. Sketches [IMPORTANT]2 years ago in Personal More Like This
I'll update this journal and send it back out every once in awhile for new information.
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Out of Sight, Out of Mind~Out of Sight, Out of MindOut of Sight, Out of Mind4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don't know how to speak
It's as if I've lived a lie
I feel exposed and weak
A truth I can't deny.
My body bears the scars
Irrational fears raging
Like a dog chasing cars
Collared and caging.
I flinch and wince in surrender.
I hide. I run. I'm so afraid.
Shredded in this tragic blender,
I tear. Battered and frayed.
Afraid of what? A memory?
A memory I can't remember.
A memory polished in emory,
Burning in the spark of an ember.
This memory haunting me.
Rotting me from the inside out.
A truth too blurred to see.
A truth that fogs me with doubt.
It plagues my dreams; day and night.
Looking over my shoulder; waiting.
Distracted, out of mind, out of sight.
Shadows taunting, calling, baiting.
I don't want to give in to the fear.
I just want to be free. Let me go.
How am I bound? Year after year?
By a scar my mind won't let me know?