has been lazy
i have a redbubble account!
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dont get excited, nothing much on there either.
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BlueBlue, Blue, Blue. His eyes were blue. I looked at them, but did not think of the sky or the sea. I thought of an office; Blue carpet. Blue walls. Blue curtains.Blue
I thought of a surgeon;
Blue scrubs. Blue gloves. Blue sheets. I thought of a pen; Blue ink. Blue words. Blue hands.
His eyes were clinical and cold. They could see through a wall-a universe. They could see through any lie. They could see through me.
He saw me as a child. I lacked maturity, he said. I lacked potential, he said. I shouldn't listen to things like that,
by ~KAboomSLICE
BloodBlood; it's a funny looking word.Blood
Lots of circles in it-but what are all the circles for?
I like to think that they're pores. I like to think that they're holes to soak it all up. The scarlet liquid drips down the 'l' and into the 'o', along and down what I like to call the drain. It flushes down the hole and hides away. It's creeping under the skin now, dripping through and around you.
It's pumping through every second now; bleeding through your heavy head.
A lifeline, or a drain?
I can't tell.
by ~KAboomSLICE
ForeverForever can end at any time.Forever
Tomorrow could be your best friend's forever. Next week could be your uncle's forever. Next year could be yours. As humans, you are trapped between beginning and end; caught between the past and future. It is a curse that will come when you aren't looking; just when you got comfortable. You've filled up a glass of water, cracked open a fresh packet of biscuits and settled into the couch, then suddenly curtain goes down. Forever is over, just like that. You can't rely on forever at all. You have to look around each corner for the end of it to sneak up on you, just so you can say your goodbye
by ~KAboomSLICE
Femme FataleThere was something about the air tonight; an awareness, of sorts. Smoke curled in the wind, snake-like almost. I could taste the bitterness on my tongue. I could feel my eyes stinging. The air was sharp as I breathed, like knives sliding down my throat.Femme Fatale
Understanding is overrated. It was soothing, though. I was feeding on the regret, the misery. I was thinking, over and over again. I didn’t want to know anything that I know now. But who cares what someone like me wants? I was walking the midnight streets like an outcast, thinking about everyone else. Maybe I should’ve started thinking of myself. But what was there to t
by ~KAboomSLICE
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- Current Residence: australia.
- Interests: robots. colour.
- Favourite movie: mask of zorro
- Favourite band or musician: MIKA
- Favourite genre of music: mainstream
- Favourite artist: shaun tan, herwonderland.
- Favourite style of art: words
- MP3 player of choice: gen. 5 ipod
- Favourite game: guitar hero.
- Favourite gaming platform: wii.
- Favourite cartoon character: sailor venus.
- Personal Quote: Life's too long to be depressed.
- Tools of the Trade: photoshop. coloured pencils.
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- Email: crashelsewhere@live.com.au
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I rather weep eternally, than join your mindless optimism, I rather die now, than ever be a part of your sick world
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Das Leben ist zum Lachen da, drum nehm ich Psychopharmaka.
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"I like art. Art doesn't like me but we get along anyhow."
ox.
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas d’accord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu’? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
NOT BLOODY WELL DOING ART THATS FOR SURE.
we need a camera. can you save up for one please? i want to upload a happy snap of my painting.
LOVE YOU BROZ
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.ALice BRoWN..
BROKE BROKE BROKEN.
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"I like art. Art doesn't like me but we get along anyhow."
ox.
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.ALice BRoWN..
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"I like art. Art doesn't like me but we get along anyhow."
ox.
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.ALice BRoWN..
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