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There was once a day, where we didn't know each other. Now we know each other so well, we can see through one another, or maybe I've been see through all along? Some days you see through me so well, that I wonder when I'll become invisible. Maybe that's a good thing though, because then you wouldn't have to see the tears that I've become so good at hiding from you, because they're see through too. If I were invisible would you notice? If I just started fading into the background, would you stop me? Would you care? If I faded from this plane, does that mean someone would notice me on another one? Would it still be you, or would it be someone n
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I Grew Up

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I Grew Up

I believed in fairy tales as a child. I always imagined myself to be a princess, always thought there was a prince out there to save me. Then reality hit. As I grew up waiting, the beatings of life lessons grew harder, stronger. It was hard to keep waiting in that tower when all it did was rain. The waters rose, so I learned to swim. One day, I swam out the window. One day I found shore, no prince in sight. I built my own boat, and while it’s no ship, it’s strong enough that I stay afloat. There are days it’s difficult, but I returned to the flooded kingdom, and saw how much had changed from what I once remembered. I came ba

Heart Murmurs

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Heart Murmurs

My heart yearn for the past. I wish I could turn back time, let you in sooner. I miss you every day. I miss your smile, and your laughter. There are days where I even forget your face, and the sound of your voice. I try to keep you in my life, but I still feel you slipping away, further out of reach. I wish I'd said how I felt, how I still feel. It's in the past, but for some reason, I just can't let this one go. You haunt my dreams, and you're always on my mind, but maybe that's just me. Maybe I'm selfish. I don't know what's on your mind, and the only time it ever seems I've broken through, there's never any privacy. These words are my hear

Beautiful Dreamer

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Beautiful Dreamer

I am a dreamer, who feels trapped in slumber. Sometimes it's peaceful, but most times it's not. Reality and nightmares blur into one, causing panic and hurt that rip through my heart. I feel like something is missing, shattered, or maybe it never existed, but I continue to collect the pieces, to make it all fit. Maybe one day I'll be able to turn these shards into something beautiful, like a mosaic. The problem is, I'm certain not all of these pieces are mine. I don't know where they all come from, but the sorrow weighs heavy on my heart, like a painful memory. The problem is, I'm so ready to accept the bad and find a way to turn it good, eve

Lost And Found: One Broken, Empty Heart

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Lost And Found: One Broken, Empty Heart

Unwinding, unraveled, pushed past the breaking point alone in the dark. Feeling pulled in so many directions but unsure which path is right, knowing mistakes will be made, life lived and lessons learned, so scared to choose one not knowing where they'll lead. Afraid of heartbreak and disaster, guarding the heart I once held on my sleeve. Regret. Regret for all the past mistakes as some come back to haunt me in my dreams even though I try to push forward. It's hard to move forward when there's nothing to grab hold of in front of you. No longer feeling like myself I continue trudging through the muck of yesterday's guilt and tomorrow's uncertai

Can You Hear Me?

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Can You Hear Me?

Can you feel the empty spaces? Hear the echos of your tears? Do you ever paint a smile on your face, just to hide your fears? Wishing you could chase your demons away, telling everyone "I'm ok". Scream alone in the dark to chase off the quiet that burns your ears. Oh lingering emptiness can't be quelled sometimes. You try and try, to fill yourself up with joy, only to find it spilling out through the tears when it's over, and it will be over, for all good things must come to an end. The darkness calls and you fall back in without even trying. Sitting, screaming, crying, and angry for not being able to stop change. Bitter at everything, includ

Sinking Slowly/Blooming

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Sinking Slowly/Blooming

Standing in the light, so exposed, a flower begins to bloom, only to be placed back into the shade. Petals closing, withering as it desperately tries to reach for the edge for just a drink of the light, but it all comes crashing down. Gravity, pulling down. Has it been years? Months? Weeks? Days? Hours? Minutes? Seconds? Time is lost when you fall, making you sink slowly. Sinking back into what? Old habits, and the same feelings of despair. There is no light here when laying broken on the floor. Most only look on as nothing has happened, a few glance over to watch, even fewer care to pick up the pieces. Laying on the floor, broken, watching,
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There was once a day, where we didn't know each other. Now we know each other so well, we can see through one another, or maybe I've been see through all along? Some days you see through me so well, that I wonder when I'll become invisible. Maybe that's a good thing though, because then you wouldn't have to see the tears that I've become so good at hiding from you, because they're see through too. If I were invisible would you notice? If I just started fading into the background, would you stop me? Would you care? If I faded from this plane, does that mean someone would notice me on another one? Would it still be you, or would it be someone n
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I Grew Up

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I Grew Up

I believed in fairy tales as a child. I always imagined myself to be a princess, always thought there was a prince out there to save me. Then reality hit. As I grew up waiting, the beatings of life lessons grew harder, stronger. It was hard to keep waiting in that tower when all it did was rain. The waters rose, so I learned to swim. One day, I swam out the window. One day I found shore, no prince in sight. I built my own boat, and while it’s no ship, it’s strong enough that I stay afloat. There are days it’s difficult, but I returned to the flooded kingdom, and saw how much had changed from what I once remembered. I came ba
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  • Apr 25, 1994
  • United States
  • Deviant for 9 years
  • She / Her
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Birthday '15: Celebrated DeviantArt's 15th birthday
I've seen it: It's Coming -- Stay Tuned!
Super Albino: Llamas are awesome! (131)
My Bio
Current Residence: Independence MO
Favourite genre of music: Alternative
Operating System: Windows 7
Favourite cartoon character: Elsa
Personal Quote: A boob for a boob leaves the whole world flat chested
Credit for my profile picture goes to: xcolorblisssketchx.deviantart.…

Favourite Visual Artist
Pon3Splash, Destiny Blue
Favourite Movies
Anything Disney/Pixar
Favourite TV Shows
2 Broke Girls, Hawaii 5-0, The Middle, Agents of S.H.E.I.L.D, Pokemon, Bleach, Naruto, Attack on Titan, Blue Exorcist, InuYasha
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Evanescence, P!nk, Maroon 5, Skillet, 3 Doors Down, 3 Days Grace, Fallout Boy, One Republic
Favourite Books
The Wicked Lovely Series, The Harry Potter Novels, Sarah Dessen books, more to be added later
Favourite Games
Legend of Zelda Ocarinia of Time, Pokemon X/Y, Kingdom Hearts series, MineCraft
Favourite Gaming Platform
Nintendo and Play Station
Tools of the Trade
it's a secret, or is it a mystery? Or is it a Mysterious Secret ;)
Other Interests
Anime, Music, Books
Haha, kinda need a shoulder to cry on if anyone is available/doesn't mind me venting?  

Proving A Point

Proving A Point

2015 sucked, but it got better. My job was threatened because I couldn't keep pace. I kept a pace, but apparently not a good enough one for the kitchen, so my hours were cut, rather than my chef coming to me and talking about it until I showed up for work, WHEN I DIDN'T NEED TO (FOR THE UMPTEENTH TIME). So basically, New Year's Eve had been my day to prove my worth to her. To show her I was needed in that kitchen. I believe I made my point because by the end, she was offering me more hours, and offering me more days to work. The point is, she made me feel worthless. Like I wasn't needed, adding to how I already felt inside. I was able to over

Two Steps Back

Two Steps Back

You know what sucks? Being judged constantly because I find other ways of doing crap - that's equally as effective. I can't constantly sweep and be hunched over because of my weight, so I do it in short bursts. Not as hard on my back, I'm getting more of an ab crunch effect/it helps work the core, and there's less of a chance that people are going to step in the dirt pile if it's small, plus it's easier to sweep into a dust pan. All they hear is whining when I try to explain myself. And of course I'm always told that I'm working too hard when the opposite is true. I'm not working hard enough and being told that I'm walking too much or working

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FloofPoofStudent General Artist
Happy Birthday~ <3
xX-NIGHTBANEWOLF-XxHobbyist Digital Artist
happy birthday
Thanks, sorry it took so long to reply. I've been without decent internet for a while x3x'
xX-NIGHTBANEWOLF-XxHobbyist Digital Artist
I missed you Temmie

*feeds Temmie flake to*
ViodinoHobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch! :3 <3
lg leneko
williamcoteProfessional Digital Artist
Hi!!Sorry for the late, I just wanted to thank you for the fave, it really means a lot to me!! La la la la  I hope you'll have a nice and awesome day, keep sharing your cool work with us! Take care! Hug 
Aww, thanks! Sorry for the late reply, but I do appreciate the kind words and the llama as well! Thank you so much!