My deviantART StoryI never wanted to draw. I never thought about drawing. I always envy people who made good art*.More Like This
Once upon a time, there was a program called photoshop on my computer. I barely used it, only to restore old photos and other minor editing. Nothing advanced. One day, I decided to experiment and explore the program a bit more. I wanted to create something, something to be proud over. A piece of work you've spent a lot of time to create. I started to watch some space themed tutorials on youtube and other websites. It sure took some time. But later on, I created my very first planet in space. It didn't look professional, but I was proud (sort of). I continued and ended up with a picture like the one below. This is when I started to create
After trying out creating space themed art, I tried some photo manipulation. But I only made one piece (I can't remember if I made something else). I really like the "yellowish" colour on this on
.:Just a quick little update:.With a precious fox skin heck yeah <3More Like This
So yeah just few quick little things.
One, I'll be clearing my inbox over the weekend hopefully, including the reading folder that I've had building up things again for the longest time.. So hngggg fuck. If there are things from you recently and/or writing from like the side of this year at least, I'll get through things. If I dont its just not there. For whatever the reason. Cause I have many. Oops.
Two, I might be taking another little step back like next week or so, purely for personal reasons. also because of games but thats a whole different story But yeah, recently I've just been super tired and not feeling up to anything, not sure if its work or something else but thats still been there and above all that there are certain things at home and ugh. Well all in all I just need a little time off again. That plus next week is going to be a quiet and my final work week before a break probably before the next contract and a new place kicks in an
I'm Not a Girl...Right?Jey brushed his bangs out of his face as his purple eyes locked onto his reflection in the mirror. He let out a disappointed sigh as he glanced over his face. It was another one of those days where stupid comments people made got to him a bit more than usual. Usually it was about how short he was compared to the other kids or how he never wore any other color than black, but this time it was all the comments on how much he looked like a girl. His face sunk as he relived the day he’d had.More Like This
He really didn’t understand why he got called a girl so much. He wasn’t the only fifteen year old boy with longer hair, but he wasn’t as built as they others were. Hell he probably had no muscle mass on his skinny frame. He continued studying his face from his large purple eyes to his pouty lips to his barely defined chin. Maybe he could see why people made those comments. He didn’t really have a very masculine face like the others so he supposed there was a little