i don't think i would ever be able to finish a drawing any more ..
everytime i pick up a pencil, i end up with an unfinished business, and a pack of frustrating emotions !
i crashed in.. ruin it.. left my heart in there not knowing either that's gonna be her way to deliverance or the heaviest matter she would ever carry ..
Now i'm Heautontimorumenos .. i'm the Self-tormentor
and ever since, all my drawings lead to doom stuff, SKULLS or Eyes looking down at me making me feel freaking guilty !
and yeah, i still ain't having the guts to finish up the drawing !! -____-
that's pretty much it
and i even joined an MMA TEAM .. as a punching bag ! hoping that would wake me up ..
From the dawn of time to the end of days
I will have to run, away
I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste
Of the blood on my lips, again
IRON - WOODKID