COMPETITION - GREAT PRIZE!!I need your help guys!!! I am slowly setting myself up in Spain and I need a logo for my little business! My name is Emma J Tytherleigh, I am an Equestrian Performer specialising in Trick Riding and Bridless High School. I am after a logo to put on the back of TShirts to represent/advertise myself when I am at events, a uniform so to speak.COMPETITION - GREAT PRIZE!!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
This is my current logo..
Which I like but I do not love.... hence this competition
So crew, its up to you, here are the details......
Logo for my little Trick Riding Display business
- Digital (will accept sketches)
THINGS TO THINK ABOUT IN YOUR DESIGN
- Trick Riding is my speciality
- I also Roman Ride (Standing/Riding 2 horses)
- I work with Spanish Horses
- My horse, Romero is a Grey Andalusian X (Gelding)
- I am British but live in Spain
- You can take my original logo and transform it if you wish
- Remember its a LOGO it will be printed onto clothing - Clean and Simple with wow factor is what
Poem for all my friendsYou are a true friend,Poem for all my friends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and we are close till the end.
You help me through the ups and downs,
you make me smile when I frown.
When my heart was broken you were there,
even when the shattered pieces were everywhere.
You were my shoulder to cry on,
you are that someone I could rely on.
You are a true friend,
and we are close till the very end.
4:30 PM 12/14/2012
LonelyI sit on my bed leaning towards the computer screen, scrolling through every comment, every note. I sigh, there was nothing that caught my eye. There was only comments saying thanks for the faves or thanks for the watch and stuff from friends. I stare at my message page with hatred.Lonely2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Is that really all you have for me" I murmur. The screen gave no answer, so whispered swear words at it as I cleaned out my messages. Once it was emptied and jammed my blue earbuds in my ears and began listening to my favourite songs to pull me out of my shadowy mood. I refreshed the page only to disappoint myself. Officially in a dark mood, I scowled at the computer screen which showed my personality written all over it. My music, art, choice of background, and everything else screamed me.
I turned off the music and switched my earbuds into my handy-dandy I-pod touch. I refreshed the page one last time, my heart raced, hoping for what I wanted to show. Empty, fuck you deviantART mess
Contest Time!! :DAlright! We have 25 members now! :iconiloveitplz: Awesome! Now,we can have our very first contest!Contest Time!! :D3 years ago in Personal More Like This
~~~The Contest will be to draw your favorite Herding Breed~~~
Rules and Notes:
One entry per person.
Please have it colored and decently detailed,no plain uncolored entries.
Please comment on this journal if you are entering.
You have until November 29th to enter,the contest starts November 30th.
The due date for the entries will be on December 30th.
Winner will be announced on December 31st.
Let one of us know if you would like to be a voter.
It will be judged on anatomy and creativity.
Have fun ^^
Note: The idea of this contest will be to draw your favorite herding breed.We'll be having contests like this. Ex:Favorite Toy bree
The Biter of the Throats-PoetryThe Biter of the ThroatsThe Biter of the Throats-Poetry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one would believe
The night I was walking down the street
That I heard a scream.
A bloodcurdling scream
Of a woman my age
Pierced my ears and startled me.
I turned around,
I saw myself alone.
Maybe it was a bad idea to take this shortcut
At ten at night
When I’m all alone.
Where did that scream come from?
Should I be afraid?
And I know that I should
Because it sounded real close.
I ran in the direction of that scream
Though most people would run away.
And what I saw then
Would shock me to the core
And change my life forever.
On the pavement,
Cold and damp
Lay the body of a woman
Bleeding from the throat,
With blood pooling by her face
And her eyes wide open, like they’d been glued.
As I reached down to help her
I realized she was warm.
Maybe she could be saved.
But the fact that she had no pulse
Told me that she was gone
And that she’d not been dead long.
Her killer was out here somewhere.
And he was closed by.
I heard swishing,
Breaking Point: Emotional PoetryBreaking PointBreaking Point: Emotional Poetry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Kaede N. S.
I’m listening to everything you say.
I bite my lip as hard as I can,
And I try not to say anything back,
Because I know just how terrible you can be.
You always belittle me in front of others,
Saying I have the EASY life.
You know I have to try 10 times as hard as you.
My life is a least a dozen times worst than yours.
I don’t want to listen to you say that.
I can only handle so much.
This abuse is getting out of hand.
My mask is starting to
Little by little, you’re breaking it.
My dark colors are hidden beneath,
And you’re about to rip them
And shed light on them.
And when they’re exposed
I won’t be able to hold that rage
And just when I’m afraid my mask is cracking,
I know for a fact that it is shattering.
And I feel it letting my dark side through.
I feel the evil,
I feel the sin, the
Hidden inside of me
And let the darkness through.
And it gushes
The Winter of Love (UkraineXTurkey Story)The Winter of LoveThe Winter of Love (UkraineXTurkey Story)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
(Ukraine x Turkey: Hetalia Fan-Story)
By: Kaede N. S.
“Waah!” Ukraine sat crying on her porch and was trying to wipe her eyes.
A masked man came to her aid and sat besides her, “What is the matter Ukraine-san?”
She looked at him with her glassy eyes, “T-Turkey? Is that you?”
He rubbed her shoulder, “Yes, it is me. Will you tell me what ails you?”
She wiped her eyes and looked down, “I didn’t have enough money to pay for the gas…because I’m a farmer nation. And now…Russia won’t pay for my heat. I feel so cold…and it’s not winter yet.”
Turkey pulled Ukraine into an embrace, “Come to my country. The Ottoman Empire has all sorts of people, and you can stay with me this winter.”
Ukraine looked up at him, “Can I really?”
He nodded, “You can, and you will.” A smile crept across his face and Ukraine laughed. Maybe this winter would be a
love or sufferinglove is a pleasurelove or suffering4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
love is a pain
Sometimes we suffer
Sometimes we are happy
love is strong
if you love me
Love is low
If you do not love
being in love is wonderful
it is not to be a suffering
but love is dangerous
because it does not tell you
when it stops
and you're ripped
by a lack of tenderness
the love is beautiful
but it is also hard
FOLLOW THE CHILDNatures Tears Splash To The EarthFOLLOW THE CHILD3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To Flowers And Trees They Offer Birth
Soil Caress The Warmth Of The Sun
Life's Mysteries Which Gaia Has Won
Creation Stirs Behind The Veil Of Time
Bringing Forth A New Era That Of Mankind
Though But An Ember In Natures Fires
None Has Such Strange Whims And Desires
The Candle Flickers, The Flame Dies
The Innocent Child Softly Sighs
Knowing No Shadows In Life's Light
Free From The Darkness Of Human Plight
Delicate In Thought Like Threads Of Silk
Weaved And Adorned With Gaia's Milk
Purity Of Spirit Is What Was Meant To Be
And Such A Child Shall Live For Eternity
Bleed it Out-PoetryBleed it outBleed it Out-Poetry2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: Kaede N. S.
I can’t take the pain anymore.
Every day, it just gets worst.
The time is now,
The time can’t wait.
To take the razor and mark my hate.
Onto my skin, I rub the edge,
To mark me as one who strayed away.
Let me skin burst open
And let the ruby liquid run down my skin.
It feels so wrong,
And yet it’s all right.
Nothing more than to see the blood run,
That’s what I thought.
Now I don’t want it to stop.
I want to feel the warm,
I want to see the rich red color,
I want to smell the iron
And taste it.
One more time,
Oh who am I kidding?
Again and again,
Let this cutting continue.
It’s alright with me
If I never stop letting it bleed.
Mysterious Lover-Contest-Zeki Masquerade ChallengeMysterious LoverMysterious Lover-Contest-Zeki Masquerade Challenge2 years ago in Settings More Like This
(Zeki: Yuki x Zero – Vampire Knight)
Contest Entry for the Zeki Masquerade Challenge for the Nostalgia-AZekiFC
By: Kaede N. S.
Yuki hugged herself and leaned against the wall. She felt shy for her arms were showing and so were her thin calves. The cream colored sleeveless party dress had been chosen for her by Kaname, and it was beautiful. It had been paired with her silver pumps and pearl earrings and necklace set that Headmaster had given her. She felt like she was wearing too much makeup, but Yori said that wearing too little would make her look childish. She had refused to tie her hair, saying that she didn't want to overdo her outfit. But Yori still managed to put the tiara in her hair anyway.
This was her first masquerade ball…and yet, Yuki could feel herself falling in love.
Who was that man, staring at her from across the room? Yuki felt entranced by the man wearing all white in a mask like she was. The lights had been turned down low and the romantic music had
Pride and Shattered Love-PoetryPride and Shattered LovePride and Shattered Love-Poetry2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
We shook each other’s hands for good sportsmanship
It was a competition between our schools.
You swore to me you'd win
I really hoped you would.
Because your smile is all I wanted.
Not a medal,
A smile from you.
But, for every competition
Someone needs to win,
Like someone needs to lose.
And in our case
I was the winner,
And you were the loser.
Though most people would be jumping for joy
After being called up to receive my prize,
I felt sadness when I saw your face.
Your big black eyes tearing up,
Your cheeks turning red from shame,
Your mouth hanging open,
Your lip quivering.
I thought you were about to cry.
Afterwards, when my team congratulated me,
I looked over to her team.
She was trying to look happy for her teammates
Who’d almost all won single medals.
But she was hurting inside,
I could see it in her eyes.
Though my teammates and I each had multiple medals,
I didn’t feel proud.
Instead I felt upset that