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A Crack in the Constellation

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A Crack in the Constellation

Old people says, when a soul dies, it'll soar up the sky and set in the constellation as a bright, shining star. I thought it's a big fat bullshit, until I catch myself staring at the sky at night from the blurry windowpane in my bedroom, searching for your trace. Grief should have its expire date. I'm sick of waking up with bloodshot eyes and tear-stained pillow. Or the way my chest aches every time I peek inside the kitchen, wishing you were here, holding a spatula in one hand and a frying pan on another, complaining about my all-meat-no-vegetable nutritional regime. Every so often, I felt urge to buy those crappy hair products you used ju

Lies, All Lies

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Lies, All Lies

The slow rhythm of that old crappy song playing in the radio is mocking me. Mocking my throbbing heart which nearly breaks my ribcages. I can feel it, feel it shrink and almost exploded in milliseconds, its thumping sounds deafening me. Thump. Thump. Thump. Shit. With my frozen fingers I reach my chest, grasping the soft fabric of the suit you borrow me that night. I can feel it. My heart. Can you feel it too? Say, say something. But you stay silent. Your eyes busy staring trough the thick-glassed window, probably watching the pattern of light from the streetlamps we pass. It’s only the flicker of gold and green dancing on your irises
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A Crack in the Constellation

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A Crack in the Constellation

Old people says, when a soul dies, it'll soar up the sky and set in the constellation as a bright, shining star. I thought it's a big fat bullshit, until I catch myself staring at the sky at night from the blurry windowpane in my bedroom, searching for your trace. Grief should have its expire date. I'm sick of waking up with bloodshot eyes and tear-stained pillow. Or the way my chest aches every time I peek inside the kitchen, wishing you were here, holding a spatula in one hand and a frying pan on another, complaining about my all-meat-no-vegetable nutritional regime. Every so often, I felt urge to buy those crappy hair products you used ju

Lies, All Lies

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Lies, All Lies

The slow rhythm of that old crappy song playing in the radio is mocking me. Mocking my throbbing heart which nearly breaks my ribcages. I can feel it, feel it shrink and almost exploded in milliseconds, its thumping sounds deafening me. Thump. Thump. Thump. Shit. With my frozen fingers I reach my chest, grasping the soft fabric of the suit you borrow me that night. I can feel it. My heart. Can you feel it too? Say, say something. But you stay silent. Your eyes busy staring trough the thick-glassed window, probably watching the pattern of light from the streetlamps we pass. It’s only the flicker of gold and green dancing on your irises

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  • Mar 3
  • Russia
  • Deviant for 11 years
  • He / Him
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see sumtin u liek?? *waggles eyebrow*

Current Residence: On the dark corner
deviantWEAR sizing preference: S, M
Favourite genre of music: anything that feels good on my ears
Favourite photographer: Um... Alex Evans?
Favourite style of art: Manga
Operating System: Linux
Shell of choice: Oyster's shell?
Skin of choice: I want tanned skin, but God has different plan on me *sobs*

Favourite Visual Artist
Vladislav Mirov, Drystan Alexandrov
Favourite Movies
Not Another Gay Movie, Scary Movie, anything stupid
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Tokio Hotel, Dashboard Confessional, Metrostation, Secondhand Serenade, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Other Interests
Music, Art, Emo Love, Kitty

Apparently, I'm a vegetarian vampire.

Apparently, I'm a vegetarian vampire.

Hey, is it weird that EVERY doctor I met always give a different name for my disease? Start with thrombocytopenia, then ITP, and now we call it "Evans Syndrome". If it's not weird enough, listen to my conversation with a doctor in Novgorod: "So, Mr. Adrian Alexandrov, to put this simply, your blood disorder is in which your immune system rejects your own red blood cells and platelets, causing severe anemia and red-purple bruises in process." "Oh, really?" "Yes. You're lucky we've got medicines, Mister. Ages ago, people with this disease should fulfill their blood necessity by simply drink animal blood." "Like, vampire?" "Yes." whoah. I

Oh man...

Oh man...

...right now I'm on a trip back to Vladivostok... AND I MISS MASLENISTA, AGAIN! oh man... I've been waiting ages for that damn week... yo guys, I promise I'll be active next month. Right now still to busy with my vacation... see ya later!

Gah... Damn You Terrorist!

Gah... Damn You Terrorist!

I don't know how. But I will. I mean, I just waited for a train in Lubyanka MetroStation that morning and suddenly, a bomb decided to explode. Shit. I was worried about terrorists throwing bombs at me when I visited Bali, and now, just a few days after I arrived back to Moskva... Gah. Kitty and I were in escalator when it happened, but I could still hear the huuuge explosion sound and people screaming. suddenly everything turned into a mess and everyone were running, and I, being the unlucky kid that I am, tripped on my own shoes and fell down the escalator. Some hysteric people just kept on running and stepped on me, literally. Like, on

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Hey Adri, you're still around, right?
True-Ninja-1-1 Digital Artist
Happy birthday uvu I take it you're as well as can be?
Happy birthday. :) I hope you're doing fine.
AlchielHobbyist General Artist
saw your post on the forum! nice to meet you~
Magicalgirl379Hobbyist General Artist
Hi Adri.

I just wanted to say that I miss you. And I miss talking to you.
I like your work *-*!!!
True-Ninja-1-1 Digital Artist
Adriiii ;A; Are you still out there? I miss talking to you and Kitty qnq