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[Old Bio: 2014-2016 (Social Media links/profiles kept up to date though.)]
I do take requests, but not commissions anymore. Also, I don't get to every request, of course (I've also just recently started doing Art Trades). This tiny paragraph here was typed out on November 14th of 2014. Update (06/20/15): I don't take requests anymore, but on occasion I might draw things that were requested, maybe.
"Sticks and stones may break my bones... but words will hurt forever." -JD in Scrubs
My Skype: tazey65 (Display name: TazMann)
My Steam: tazey65 (Display name: TazMann)
My Discord Profile: TazMann265#9069
My Art Twitter: www.twitter.com/TazMann265
My Personal Twitter: www.twitter.com/YukiSohma265
My Art YouTube: www.youtube.com/user/tazey65
YT Alt Channel 1: www.youtube.com/channel/UC7Bdt…
YT Alt Channel 2: www.youtube.com/channel/UCo5--…
My Old Art Shop: www.minecraftforum.net/topic/1…
My Anime List: myanimelist.net/profile/tazey6…
osu!old Page: osu.ppy.sh/u/8334700
osu!new Page: new.ppy.sh/u/8334700
My Twitch Profile www.twitch.tv/tazmann265/profi…
My Ask: ask.fm/tazey65
Kongregate Account: www.kongregate.com/accounts/ta…
E-Mail Address: firstname.lastname@example.org
Mediafire Profile: tazey65
Music Review Blog: listentoalmosteverything.blogs…
Avatar from? (not sure who made it): rebloggy.com/post/my-art-flcl-…
deviantID Picture from? (not sure who made it): www.pinterest.com/pin/34853645…
Aliases I go by: TazMann (of course), DemonTaz, DemonZT0, Taz3y65 (spin off of my most commonly used username for over ten years, tazey65. Another spin-off is TazeyGS), Yuki Sohma, Dilatory Hikikomori, etcetera. When I use numbers in usernames it's often (65 or 265 (mostly 256 for anything other than tazey65 and it's spin offs) stuff like TazMann265 and DemonTaz265).
Other interests/likes (because they limit your characters):
Grave of the Fireflies
Listening to "The Biggest Problem in the Universe" Podcast hosted by Maddox and Dick Masterson.
Listening to "Beautiful Morning with You" by "The Pillows".
When one looks at that curvature and one knows it is just the overture.
They would have one drooling and their blood pooling.
The hills and valleys; curvaceous, one's appetite: voracious.
One can taste this, one should not waste this.
It is so tasteless one not need be hasty, so meaningless but it shall be tasty.
Have one waking every hour, to climb this ever growing tower.
Step by step, at the doorstep you sidestep, any wrong footstep, one missteps.
From this point onward there would be no going back.
If you ransack this castle, it would be quite a setback.
I suggest you turn tail and hit the sack, it'd be wise not to attack.
A matter of alluring, it can be so reassuring.
I can assure you it leaves one a husk, there is no dawn, only dusk.
Is it chemical, or is it real?
Is there a difference? It's about the feel.
No need to be tense.
Chasing a feeling, happy.
Coming off as sappy.
Jubilation is a craft worth honin’.
Releasing that chemical, Serotonin.
Chasing a feeling, bliss.
A feeling you can't miss.
The greatest you’ve ever seen.
Riding the dragon, Dopamine.
Chasing that feeling, anger.
Making a rant you better hope it's banger.
Cannot help but rush to the fin.
Feeling the rush, Adrenaline.
Chasing a feeling, love.
A feeling you can't be above.
Above the clouds, are you dosin’?
The only true hormone, Oxytocin.
Oh look what you've done.
That doll grew legs to run.
You think you're such a man.
That doll got up and ran.
Nothing will change, nothing will stay.
What's in your head will not go away.
Think of a way to undo your wrongs,
Think of a way to sing your dull songs.
Pretty pink posies.
Walls of emptiness.
Flowery jeweled cozies.
Empty halls and weakness.
Where are the diagnoses?
Results are in: bleakness.
You tear it up, you tear it down.
You live it up, you make me frown.
You pair it up, you clear it down.
You do it up, you make me down.
You sow it up, you rip it down.
You fuck it up, you make me drown.
You are your own monster in the making.
Here you lay, decomposing
Rest, nothing familiar
In death rather than life, posing
Absence is something else, peculiar
Rest, something frightening, opposing
One says otherwise, liar
Yet you find yourself here, dozing
What might be lacking, fire
What do you want? Do you want to burn? Do you want to burn it all down and be the collateral? Do you want to be stagnant, degraded, or both?
Where are you? Why are you?
Mountains adrift, crevice gaping, cliffs tumbling.
Mass rift, tethers japing, core rumbling.
Why are you? Where are you?
Somewhere, sometime, something less.
Where when less is more and there is gore.
It’s been awhile, why are you here?
This is home, the home I’ve always known.
Where i belong, I feel it down to the bone.
Do you want to be here? Why would you?
I can go nowhere else, or maybe there is nowhere else to be.
I am nowhere, the only place I can honestly see.
Why would you stay, you have no place here?
I have no place anywhere but here, beginning to end.
I have no choice but to hear, wounds to cind.
Forget it all, remember what is no more.
What do you want? Do you want to forget? Do you want to burn it all down and remember? I don’t think you know what you want.
You have to forget to remember. You have to remember.