When did it suddenly become cool to hate everything? It's a growing problem, especially in the entertainment world, and no one benefits from an increasingly hard to please, pessimistic audience.
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She is suppose to be laying on a bed waiting for Calvin. Sadly I am not really happy with the way this turned out. I feel I could have done better. ref: [link] [link] [link] This is for the letter B in my alphabet challenge: [link] Year: 2007 Paper: Bienfang Sketch Book Professional Series 9" x 12" Tools: Mechanical pencil, gel pen, and prismacolor markers Blink ©Marvel |
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EX-Z120 1/60 second F/2.8 8 mm Jan 27, 2007, 7:23:43 AM Share
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I am too connected to you
To slip away, to fade away.
And days away I still feel you
Touching me, changing me...
Considerately killing me.
.H.
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$2 sketches $5 color
~PinkDarts ~SMFanFicManga ~senshilove =dapride
My fanfiction account: [link]
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Oh like heat; like passion I sit here ashen. I cope now for I fight my urges and impulses to be above what is human and what the real roses rise. Flame; you come and tickle yet you are so fickle then leave me with guilt like a weight inside.
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$2 sketches $5 color
~PinkDarts ~SMFanFicManga ~senshilove =dapride
My fanfiction account: [link]
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Oh like heat; like passion I sit here ashen. I cope now for I fight my urges and impulses to be above what is human and what the real roses rise. Flame; you come and tickle yet you are so fickle then leave me with guilt like a weight inside.
--
$2 sketches $5 color
~PinkDarts ~SMFanFicManga ~senshilove =dapride
My fanfiction account: [link]
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Oh like heat; like passion I sit here ashen. I cope now for I fight my urges and impulses to be above what is human and what the real roses rise. Flame; you come and tickle yet you are so fickle then leave me with guilt like a weight inside.
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