SMASH con report! (WITH PHOTOS YEY)GOSH! Smash just came and went so quickly like a fart in your face, I'm kind of just sitting there like "woah did that really just-- what just happened"
I'm kind of too stingy ('kind of') to buy a sub, so I'm going to be difficult and link you to a tumblr post of my report with pictures and all here: http://chanface.tumblr.com/post/27483959135/smash-2012-report
EDIT: :iconry-spirit: is forcing me to post pictures by buying me a sub, gosh what a rude guy!! jksjks thanks bro ;v;
Me with :iconaznceestar:!
Thanks to everyone who stopped by my table during SMASH- whether to buy, look or just to say hi! Although, it was actually mostly :iconpet-chan: who was manning my table, so if you remember a gorgeous hime-fringed girl, THAT WAS HER+*+*+
Even though I wasn't at my table much, throughout the time that I WAS there, I have to say that I am so glad to have SMASH as my last fan trading event. The crowd was just so friendly, and all the customers I met were all
Organized by Collection
the arrangement of astral cordsThis is how I'm built up, you see;
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stars trapped in the linings of my
the regurgitation of meteors
the chambers of a heart--
deconstructs of kaleidoscope-stained
This is the reason why my throat
bubbles like witch's brew--
the insides of my body form monsoons that
scratch my lungs and
decapitate my windpipe,
an off-pitched dissonance
like wind chimes
whenever I try to shout or speak or
(and they tell me that you could sing
the moon to sleep when you cast
your faithful nothings on a star)
[and, no, I'm not some kind of genie
trapped in an expanse of dust
rather than a lamp]
Darling, I was never caught between
a collision of star-crossed galaxies,
nor an accident between the big bang
and a black hole.
I was born a star-child.
and, no, they could never be beautiful.
Yet, I could never be as graceful.
I could never carve my face the way
gods do, and