I do love Art.

The one at the top is a random Surrealist digital peice. I love it. My goal in life is to be able to do stuff like this.... we'll see if it ever happens.

This is the Passage by Kay Sage. I love it.

These 2 Umbrella Academy pictures are by Gerard Way, who is my favorite male singer, from My Chemical Romance... I have yet to own an Umbrella Academy Magazine, but i will. :♥

Thee last ones are by Alex Pardee. My favorite Freelance artist ever. He's great and does art for the same reasons i do. :) I did an art project thingy on him. The Bunnywith cover is awesome.

Georgia O'Kieffe

This is the first time i've ever tried this. Ever. I sharpied a famous paiting onto a white t shirt. It came out, pretty damned awesome looking. I stayed up until 2am making it and wore it to school the next day. I'm thinking about selling some, maybe. Not sure though..

My messy room in the background.

And of course I made it a V-Neck. The only downfall of this was smelling like sharpie all day.

It was way worth it. But no one believed that i had drawn that, without messing up.

But now i'm afraid to wash it. I also did this awhile ago.... school is out now. I was just too busy to get on here and do all this.... effort. stuff. ugg.

♥

love.

Love, is thrown around so much. Its sad. True love isn't greedy, it isn't selfish. You do not say you love someone just to hear it back.... You will never forget true love.

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screaming

There are always so many things that i want to say, but i know i never will. To me, it feels like screaming in my mind. What is the worst, is when you don't know what your mind is screaming about.
I keep on getting all of these songs stuck in my head, that would actually (very accuratly) describe how i feel at the moment. Such as; Broken by Seether and Amy Lee, This Close by Flyleaf, Cubicles by My Chemical Romance, and probably more.
This probably isn't healthy, but i'm actually typing this at about 11pm. I will read it over before work in the morning, and probably will not publish it. I'm bad at this whole, blogging, thing. No one ever reads it, and i'm not interesting.
And actually... i ended up waiting another night to post this....Which is tonight.

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Art

My New Art Project. I'm using this water color stuff that people use for air-brushing. I'm also using calligrophy pens and small paint brushes to do this. I'm thinking about using my favorite quote, by Kay Sage on it. "I have built an Ivory Tower of Despair...I scream, I scream... In my Ivory Tower."

My Shoes.

I have had these shoes since the 8th grade. I will never, (never) get rid of them. Yes, they still fit. (size 5 men's) i actually have to tie the laces in two seperate spots on one of the shoes. I draw on them when i'm bored, and that is as clean as they get. I generally do not own a whole lot of shoes. These are all i need. Let's be real. They go with everything.

Poison.

Mindless thoughts of nothing
Screaming in my head.
Ghosts of what I was
ripping through me
making my body shudder.
My heart of ice is melting
in my overheated body.
Dead fingers proding at my back
make it impossible to sleep.
I make it through the day
floating on
My broken angel wings.
What does being happy feel like?
I don't remember.
What is it like
to feel no more?
I want to know.
Vision blurred and
fingers numb.
My head aches from trying to think
of what my pathetic life
Will be
without my wonderful poison.

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frosting, maths, and everything in between.

Is it bad that I use "crazy" to describe most things? I really wish I was better with words, and sometimes i wish i had a cool accent or something. I listened to this blog that really made me think. This girl, Hannah, was ranting about maths or math, and frosting and icing. It made me feel dumb for saying Math Class, but i know i'd feel lame if I called it Maths class. Another thing.... Does frosting fall in the category of icing? Or does icing fall into the category of frosting?
But you know what? I don't care. I say math, I don't have an accent. I say things the way that I feel is right. I dress how I want. I do the weird/creepy Art that I like. I don't do my hair in the morning; I DO NOT wear all of the popular brands. I don't care if you don't like it.
I will always be who I want to be.
I listen to Frank Sinatra, My Chemical Romance, Flyleaf, and a lot of other bands that don't fit into the same category. A lot of what i do, makes no sense.
Chances are, you'll never understand me.

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