Heavily Booked for AwhileAll Trades, Commissions, Collabs, Requests and such are now CLOSED.
I'm going to be booked for a long time. o -o
I have approximately 20 different works of art to do, unless someone I notified decides that they would not like art from me at this time.
First of all, my art trade with Deirdre. c:
Then I start on the 19 or so pieces that I will post as soon as I finish them.
Holy mackerel. o- o
I've never had this much to do before. xD
Welp, time to get started.
The reason I have so much to do is because when KatWithKnives needed financial aid, I told her that anyone who donated a minimum of $5 to her cause would get free art from me.
There were 19 people who donated, the sweethearts. c: I'm just really glad everything worked out for her and her mom and grandmom.
It's nice to have an art goal now, since I've been drawing absolutely nothing for like a month now. > ->
Perhaps I just needed a list of things to do. A BIG LIST.
Well, that's all I have to say for now
The Sorrow of DifferenceDisowning a pet? But you told him every creature has a soul... Every creature but me...?The Sorrow of Difference6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What happened to the early mornings I would jump upon your bed, and kiss your face until you awoke with laughter? Now all you do is bellow curses straight into my furry little ears! Even as guilt broke out upon my face, you still pointed to the bedroom door.
What happened to us living alone, best friends in the world you titled "lonely"? You've gotten a boyfriend, one who "loves" dogs. Have you ever thought about what he does when you are not at home? The abuse that leaves small scars? He told you I was clumsy, even after you knew I certainly was not, and you believed him.
Some say you thought with your heart, believing in that boy. I know that you did not, for you left me for him. We had gone through so much, and you threw away our memories, just because I am a different species?
I thought you would come through for me, I thought that you would remember me. Instead, you left with him and adopted a
To Those Lost SoulsTo hear the bells chiming,To Those Lost Souls5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It truly breaks your heart
The day that someone dies,
It's not an easy part of life.
It's not only the pain of death,
But the agony of truly
Releasing your grips
And cutting your ties
To who has left this realm.
The memories you've held onto,
The wonderful times you've had,
Pacts you've made to stay together
For eternity, to stay close in touch,
The wonders and downsides,
All seem to pull away from you.
You hold tightly to them
While everyone tells you to let go.
You tell them "I know"
But you can't just accept it.
It's impossible to forget someone
Who added so much to your life.
Someone who stood by your side.
Someone who accepted you from the start.
After the shock, comes the sorrow.
You remember everything
That you'd meant to tell them,
And how you've missed your chance.
It's odd, how could that chance be gone?
You start to doubt such a thing,
Doubt the inevitable. Doubt the end.
You tell yourself "I'll see them come morrow.
Just like usual. They can't rea
Hold Your HandAs I hold your hand,Hold Your Hand5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hold your heart.
I see you nearly every day. You've been becoming less and less cheerful. Your smile has faded to an apathetic expression, a blank stare, a lost thought. I keep my mouth quiet as I whisper to you how much I still care, but it doesn't seem to effect you. You can't see through what they've said, what they think, you can't see me standing right before you. You can't even see me. Your grip on my hand loosens over time, and you seem about to release me. Your heartbeat is slower, weaker. Unwilling to continue the rhythm, you are changing the song.
As I hold your heart,
I hold your breath.
You can't bear to speak to me anymore. I call your name, and you turn to look. When you notice it was my voice singing out your name, you freeze. You drop your sights to the ground and you hold in your air. You don't want to see me. You fear the intake of a breath, as I might see right through your charade. You are acting so differently.
You see, lately, I feel like a