I wasnt pleased with the nick Shooyoosei and I thought of a new start for my art. Some old ones can be found in the new gallery. Bweagh, like you care ANYWAY:

CherubRock

I should be crying but I just can't let it show

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of the stairs.

I feel like a big headache, I'm sunburned and I've got a throathache...and my english sucks. yaaay! -_-


Love you to death dearest,
thou I don't know you
neither your motives

I know your look
and your temper

and your last attempt to hurt me
and your last attempt to say you're sorry
and your last attempt to tell me a compliment
and not lying.

and you actully didn't lie
and I wept

but you still don't know me.
HAH! ashole!



what the fuck am I writing?

I have left pussypatrol and zeldafreakhall.
didn't feel like those where something for me.
thou I'm on my way joining fantasy now.
it feels more.. right.


I'm tired. and wimpy.

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Awful folks. and Beautiful folks. They are all around me and walking 'round in my head torturing me. I think I'm going crazy again, for real.

Wimpy dryad longing for more treeclimbing in her life.

Tomorrow I'll hopefully going to the beautiful girl Louise. Thou I'm afraid of picking up the phone. And I think I'll wait until tomorrow, it's getting pretty late.
Anyway. Louise is one of those beautiful persons that lives on the edge in my life but in the centrum of my head. It's as hard do explain as to stand it. I wan't to get to know all those people that lives in my head every day, not only through livejournals and other internetcommunications. But in REAL life. See them, listen to them. Me gathering courage and picking up the phone will never happen I think.

But I wan't it so badly.
So fucking badly.

I am afraid of everything.