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BUT.
JUST SO YA KNOW
IF YOU CAN EVEN FIND THIS JOURNAL THINGIE..
I am not an artist XDD
But I scribbled around in high school--mostly pictures of characters for the Crystal Fighters roleplay I was in. Be entertained by doodles XD DESI WILL BE!


Rainy Day Man~When I think about the first time~ I dropped the world from my shoulders with a heavy sigh. It had been a perfect day. The vast sky was clouded beautifully and the climate was a warm caress. Taking a step out the door brought me into another world, so lovely was the day. Face lighted by a smile, I strode out to greet the morning. Mmm. A slightly secretive smile at that, one that held back a giddy giggle of anticipation. He had had me promise to meet him. He wanted to see me. My smile brightened. I wanted to see him again...to bRainy Day Man


Aliems on EarthAliems on EarthAliems on Earth
Aliems to Mothership. Aliems to Mothership.
Come in Mothership. Team FianceXFiance is awaiting your response in Sector 8.2.666 OF/NERO, subsection WaWa, kernal E.A.R.T.H.
Our research has slowed to a point of stagnation due to the simplistically repetitive braingoo functionalities of the silly flesh creatures who consider themselves the dominant species of this dirt crumb. Our mission as aliem scientist observer chakas is on the verge of failure.
Unfortunately, our initial theorem on the structure of independently-mobile-Earth-being relations included


Miss Poppe the Eyeball SailorOnce upon a time there was a loud, fuzzy eyeball named Miss. Poppe. She was positively adorable because of all that fuzz, even though she was a disembodied cyclops. She wiggled it when she was happy and often she maneuvered herself in just the right position against the wind to make that fuzz waver liken the ocean and no one loved the ocean more than Miss. Poppe the fuzzy eyeball. She loved it so much that she had built herself a yacht so she could sail out at will. One day Miss. Poppe woke up to see the sun smiling down through her window and she decided that today would be the perfect dayMiss Poppe the Eyeball Sailor


Unlife"Unlife" Who are you? (STAY BACK) What are you? (STAY BACK...stay...) We're so cold, shivering somewhere on the mountain eye to fractured eye across a universeUnlife
Who are you, standing in the sand interrupted idea eyeless face What are you, fleeing from the flood inhuman human souless soulshell
eye to fractured eye across a universe
(I can't see you...) Lying from within your eyes a withered soul too blind to cry I'm pleading from mirrors of my heart falling deep down your black holes of night &
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*There are 3 kinds of people in this world: Those who can count, and those who can't*
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~Kairi-G
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boofs = love!
Taking CHEAP commissions: [link]
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~Zellie~
The sea never changes
not really
it is a constant
in my life
I always return here
to the flash of those colors
through every window
into the night
*pokes* ^w^
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"The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense."
-Tom Clancy
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It's a wonderful night for eyebrows, Max. It's a wonderful night for teeth!
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I'm made of candy!
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