Kindly Read This'If you're really down about your art and/or are my friend, I'd suggest you really read this.
I really don't know where to start, but I'd just like to say that this has been in my mind for a very long time, and I'd like to let it out.
I've been drawing for at least 3-4 years now, and that's a long time, in my view, and I'm still going onward in my art, and I plan on having it as a career in my future/lifetime. I know my art is not perfect, but at least I'm still practicing and drawing things to get better, no one can be perfect, but we can always be a step away from it. And I'm going to try to attempt it.
I believe a lot of people know that you need to still practice to get better, even if it seems impossible, well, nothing is impossible, it's just hard work. Although some of my friends don't seem to understand this. I hear some of you guys complain that you'll never improve, but that's a lie, you'll improve, it takes a long time, though, and I know you guys have been drawing for ye
st0len of meruuONE - Spell your name without vowels: MMore Like This
TWO - Are you single?: single pringle ready to mingle
THREE - Whats your favorite number?: 8
FOUR - What color do you wear most?: blue
FIVE - Least favorite color?: brown
SIX - Favorite candy?: pocky
SEVEN - What do you smoke?: nothing
EIGHT - Are you happy with your life right now?: na
NINE - Anyone ever said you resemble a celebrity?: someone said I would look at home on the set for Rivendell in Lord of the Rings
TEN - What is your favorite class in school?: art
ELEVEN - Do you shop at Hollister/DC/Bluenotes?: I have a Hollister jacket.
TWELVE - How do you make money?: i don't
THIRTEEN - Who is your best friend?: I don't have one. My closest already said she will only ever have one best friend (quite casually but unknowingly made me a little sad)
FOURTEEN - Where do you go to school?:
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I just calculated that I have enough points to give myself a 3 month membership and someone else as well. So that means it's contest time.
I guess I'll just go with my normal contest, where you post funny things and I give first place a 3 month membership (or the equivalence in points).
Only 5 submissions per person.
Favorite this journal so that more people have a chance of seeing this.
Just comment with links to your submissions.
If two or more people post the same thing, I'll only count the one who did it first.
Now try to make me laugh, peasants!
Rules - PLEASE READ I changed the way you send in your forms, so check that out. We're hoping that this way we'll get more publicity. I'm going to go over these rules and stuff and clean it up a bit more over the next few days and hopefully make it easier to understand.More Like This
Rules for becoming a member of this group:
Don't be younger than 13!
Just click the join button.
Rules for the group:
Don't be rude to the admins.
Don't block one of the admins. This will result in an immediate block from the group because if you block an admin, they can't talk to you when you have a question, send in an application, etc.
Don't be rude to your fellow DA members in the group.
Don't spread false rumors about the group.
Don't try to start arguments.
Don't be under the age of 13.
Don't steal art.
Just because you donated points does not mean that you are more important than everyone else.
Read the rules before you ask something or post something somewhere. For example,
RealityWalking down an open hallway, people all around, and a familiar face stands out from the crowd of strangers.More Like This
Time seeming slows down as we pass by one another, making eye contact with one another.
I recognize that face, I know you, but that cannot be.
His brief fleeting glance turns away as he continues to walk by me.
A second escapes as my befuddled mind struggles to make sense before I quickly start after him.
I see a pair of girls go to approach him, apparently they were to all meet up together.
Cautiously calling out my friends name, my hand grasps his shoulder, turning him to face me.
He smiles at me. “Super Smash Bothers later?” he asks me.
I thought to myself; “What? We haven’t played that game in years.”
But that wasn’t important, pushing past that, something was wrong.
The girls tried to introduce themselves but I couldn’t hear them, I was focused on him.
“This can’t be…” raced through my mind “…
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How it is when you are a mother.
As a mother you can always lose your child,
And when you are a child.
Life is still perfect,
When you are young, you don't think about death.
No, of course not!
I'm young and I don't think about death.
What do you think?
No life is perfect!
If you are a mother or a child!
Yes, I do think about death
Mainly about my own death.
Why do I have a reason to do that?
I'm healthy and pretty.
I'm nice and loveable.
Well, I don't think that!
I know it's ridiculous,
But I can't help myself.
So don't be surprised,
If you see me dead.
I know I'm young,
But I think about death.
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The lights of the town are like a thousand fireflies
The fresh breeze like a gasp of relief
My heart beat is like the sound of trampling feet of children
My soul is like a wilting rose.
I saw the stars in your eyes
I felt your heart underneath my hand
Your breath tickles on my neck
Everything passed away.
Now I sit here
On the roof upon the town
I listen to the chasing cars
See the sparkling lights
Sense the wind through the cracks of my soul.
Why shouldn't I jump in to the sea of lights?
Maybe I'll be a star
Which shines with all the others
Or maybe everything comes to an end
Like hope did so long ago.
If I jump my problems wouldn't be solved
But they'd end.
If I jump I wouldn't have to stand that emptiness
Or the crack in my heart.
Then my soul can
Disappear like smoke
up to the stars
towards the sky.
Then I'll be a star
I could watch and protect you from up there
It'd be better that way
More accepted than a broken soul on earth.
Look towards the black night sky
Look to t
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Through the matted haze
A silhouette, man or monster?
Are you there?
A trick of blackened mind?
You’d think my intended liberation cruelly selfish.
You’d ask -
What of the children? What of you? What of us?
These come as gifts to cling to.
I try to tell you.
I walk on the edge of an abyss.
But I am ignorant of it.
I am a fool to feel safe. A fool, unaware.
I walk for a while, and everything is okay.
There’s a path I follow, it leads straight, it seems wide.
The abyss always looms and I have to notice it.
It’s always waiting now. Always in the corner of my mind.
I trick myself sometimes into thinking it’s not there.
I distract myself along the path.
But one little stumble, the smallest of stones, and I am falling into it.
To start with I can catch myself, and drag myself back up.
Always I fall a little further.
Until one day I fall in completely.
I hit the depths and my body shatters.
The pain renders me incapable.
The darkness and fog