| Here I'm showing off some of my creations from both recent times and old "forgotten" works. ^^ |
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are we perfect or incompleted?are dreams really everything you'll need in this world? can really imaginary things help you through the evil, sadness, sorrow and despair that roams over the world? in a world without all the bad things.. could we really exist without it or would all that exist crumble with it gone? but why does sorrow and sadness take so much place in someone's life? but, if it doesn't exist.. how would we be supposed to know how happiness and luck feel? people does always wish for only happiness but for those who really has it.. how are they supposed to really know what it is? and for those who have notare we perfect or incompleted?
by ~TokihaMai
sad feelingssadly I can se you laugh but it's not with me it's her again by your side why is it always like that? why must I always fall for the impossible? you are either to old or occupided I wish I wish I never learned to know you but how would I know it would end like this? I'm not phsycic I'm a nobody invisible you maybe know about me but I'm only a child in your eyes I know it 'cause you said it yourself I'm maybe nothing to you but for me for me you are everything you are like an open room that could hide me away save me from the worldsad feelings
by ~TokihaMai
dreamsEn känsla, en berörning. Dina ord hörs ännu inom mig. "jag lovar att inte försvinna" Det var det du sa.dreams
Du kanske bara var en dröm. Overklig, men endå verklig. Jag vet inte vad jag ska tro. Lever du? eller är du en dröm? Jag tror på drömmar, på andra världar. Jag tror på dig.
Du kanske är en dröm endå. Något jag drömmer om för att överleva. kanske är du verklig, men omöjlig att nå? Jag vet inte längre när jag sov
by ~TokihaMai
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Earthlingby ~annebeatriz
Serenityby ~nekochan491
Things that left to sayWho ever said: I love you Wasted those words in vain Who ever said: I need you Turned them to something so vain Who ever said she can’t live without you Had repeated it so often the words turned to dust And to me here there was left nothing That I could say to make it lastThings that left to say
Who ever said: he would die for me Died on the blade of his own sword Who ever said the sky is the limit Gone up high, fell, crashed and burned. Who ever said that he would hold me at night Left after him the cold bed And for me here there was left nothing But to sit alone
by ~detachmenttenshi
| some of the art I've found over the site with I found interesting or wich I wanna try and create somday. |
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- Current Residence: in a room at my parents
- Interests: drawing, writing, dreaming, music
- Favourite movie: 10th kingdom
- Favourite band or musician: Daft Punk
- Favourite genre of music: techno/trance
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
- Favourite style of art: "chibi"
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- Favourite game: zelda series
- Favourite gaming platform: Nintendo DS
- Favourite cartoon character: Nemi
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