But it's not like this site is a job, not like I'm getting paid, not like I'm leaving anyone hanging.
So it's guilt free essentially.
I'm just writing this to get my last journal entry off the front page.
I keep trying to do art, I have about a few dozen things started.
Then Chris comes and ruins any potential free time (Free time to the point where I'm too bored to play games so end up drawing, that's the specific mood I need to be in) and nothing gets done.
For that I'm truly... not sorry.
(Thought I was going to say sorry didn't you, smooth reject, smooth.)
Maybe I could get art done if I started doing pen and paper...cause you can do that in class.
Course that's usually crappy quality unless you know what you're doing.
I still write poems, just nothing that you can see.
Haha, because you're not cool enough.
Go ahead and cry now, you emo-TION-al kid, no one likes you.
Just kidding, they're just shuper personal, I'm shuper sherous guys...
Please stop crying.
Aw come on.
FINE!
I'll write something right now.
Ruby's are red.
Emeralds are green.
Look now, here comes my sword.
With it's +5 and keen.
There happy?
Better be.
That took a whole 3 minutes of thinking what I want to rhyme with green.
-Watch your step
You're gonna fall
Too late now
You missed the call
Coral-









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Also I TOLD people to stop thanking me for favorites, but that was like, pages and pages of thank yous ago, and has obviously not worked.
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Well slap me red and call me art~
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90% of the teenagers in America would start crying if Miley Cyrus was about to jump off a 50-story building. I'm one of the 10% that would say,"Jump, Bitch!"
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my non-fanart (mostly) account: =latetotheparty
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The Queen of Air and Darkness
begins to shrill and cry
"O young girl, o my slayer,
Tomorrow you shall die!"
O Queen of Air and Darkness
I think 'tis truth you say
and I will die tomorrow
but you will die today.
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The Queen of Air and Darkness
begins to shrill and cry
"O young girl, o my slayer,
Tomorrow you shall die!"
O Queen of Air and Darkness
I think 'tis truth you say
and I will die tomorrow
but you will die today.
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Janice Heberling
- "arts my life , passion and strength"
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"If every star fell out of the sky tonight, Every wish id make would take me closer to you, Have you ever wanted something so bad it hurts?, to never wake up from the world that you once knew."
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