Porcelain doll with tangled hair,
People pass or stop and stare,
Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn,
Her parents regret the day she was born,
Her plastic heart has melted down,
Her stunning smile, a perfect frown,
Her shining future, a blackened road,
Her flowing words, a fucked up code.
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead,
And voices scream inside her head,
A falling rain of acid tears,
Mirrors reflecting all her fears,
A fire raging through her veins,
Drugs to reduce all her pains,
Her porcelain skin, now scarred and bruised,
Her staggering beauty, now gone and used.
A foreign beauty, now buried alone,
A cryptic place
Wow, it's been almost four years since my last entry on this particular journal. Actually it has been that sometimes too since my last visit to this site.
I had been sidetracked and lost myself in the process.
Anywho, I might be back as a regular patron.
A passive patron as I do not indulge in art all that much anymore.
The most recent photo that I uploaded was not taken by myself but a good old friend of mine who has incredible raw talent in photography but much too shy to show his collections to the rest of the world. So I decided to intervene and give him all the help he needs in publicity.
Who knows he might become one of those phot
i skip school today because i thought there's nothing really important today. i only have 2 tutorials-physics and maths- in which i havent done any of the works, 2 period of gp (more reason to skip school) and some lectures. so when i woke up in the morning i thought...okay let's sleep again :sleep:. in the afternoon, i just realized that my class was having photo taking session today :stupidme:. ms. vignesh is so going to kill me.
at first i thought maybe i could do some work today (school work or finishing some drawings) but ended up slacking the whole day. :slap: sometime i hate myself for being so lazy.
anyway finally managed to install