gooooooooooo!!! link it, forward it, spread the w3rd!


The Sounds of her SummerIf he were to write about those summers, the first thing he'd describe would be sunshine, thick as lemonade, hot as piss, pouring in through the windows. So bright, it was like smoke, and when the boys were in Patrick's bedroom they could hardly see each other; it was so bright, and with all that yellow shine between them they could've each been looking at a hologram, or a ghost.The Sounds of her Summer
Outside, the light was different. It felt a little cleaner coming from that big sky, gleaming and blue as a swimming pool, instead of bouncing off the grey walls and carpet, still spotted with tiny black burns like little melted footprints, circling a fl


FoundYou found me here-- in between eating and exercise I turned all those corners, elaborate maps of shoots and ladders, (work, traffic tickets and unpaid bills) But you caught up-- (sudoku's and daytime television...) You found me here, or maybe you were the waiting one, patient...Found
Every part of me was aching, So I ran faster than God up the steepest hill
I could find-- (to feel my breath heave and free open from these tight shoulders, to blast you out of my blood,


Post Mortem Glorificationwent to type in "My professor is dead" for the subject, but "My favorite personality disorder and other revelations" popped up, which was from a paper I wrote for his class.Post Mortem Glorification
Yeah, so on Wednesday I was in the SMC parking lot, about an hour and a half before the first day (or evening, more accurately) of my Religious Studies class, when Rik called and said, "Hart's class is canceled. Because he's dead." I was that typical mouth-hanging-open type of quiet for a moment, then I thought, I should be crying. I should be upset. But, no surprise, I am mostly soulless; yet, I would I would be devastated. How strange. I put a 6
Thanks for the add!
Oh hey, if you get the chance check out austheke and stormchylde, they're really good at writing XD
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Currently beating myself up over: ►My Vocabulary◄
I am of the belief that an artist who does not judge his or herself, will never improve.
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"Are you calling me a liar?"
"No, I'm calling you an optimist. Same thing really."
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"I rarely ever use a toilet, I almost always pee in the yard or the garden, because I like to pee on my estate"
-Iggy Pop
Liart66:
THIS IS A PERSONAL MESSAGE FROM HER SOUL:
I believe in all of artists who support me by watching my work.
My gallery is extensive and conceptual.
For a person to take interest in my style of art, it requires impressive intelligence and the ability to view "art" through the mind of it's creator.
Every time I see a new watcher/supporter on my messages, I always investigate them. I may not respond or comment, but I do follow. I have not been let down by any single person on my list:
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truly I have an amazing group of thinkers on my page/side. It humbles me to know my simple display of art is appreciated because it is the people who support me that inspire me to keep pressing forward with projects.
MY MOST IMPORTANT PIECE OF ART TO DATE
I am hoping *with my fingers crossed* that those who have taken the time to fumble through my vast gallery would grant me one favor:
pretty pretty please:
VIEW MY LATEST PIECE AND LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT AS WELL AS YOUR VIEWS OF THE CONCEPT.
it would mean the world to me and all of the people who put countless hours into the prep of it.
IN ADDITION TO A SIMPLE CLICK, FULL VIEW, SCROLL, READ AND POSTED COMMENT.
I ASK THAT YOU VIEW THE JOURNAL POSTED FOR MY co-op, ( i am the creator of a true artist's co-op with many members, it is a dream of an entire city and is set in the motion of expanding internationally )
this is a simple favor to ask because i do the same for everyone who requests this of me, knowing that I have little time to even click to view. Supporting artists is what deviantART is about. Art is nothing without opinions on it... good, bad, or indifferent.
CLICK THE LINKS BELOW TO HELP SUPPORT AND BUILD A TRUE ART COMMUNITY, NOT ON THE NET BUT IN TANGIBLE FLESH AND TEARS FROM THE STRUGGLE OF TRYING TO STAY STRONG ENOUGH TO EXPRESS YOURSELF AFTER REJECTIONS, INSULTS, AND SHARP TONGUED OPPOSERS
THE LINKS *crosses fingers that you will take time to read*
[link] < the piece
[link] < the journal
[link] < my main page
through the stars i will bless all those who care about art, artists, and dreams. I will grant my true supporters any wish they chose. Karma is a good thing.
i truly thank all the people who take the time, as it does humble me to no end.
Sarah Lester
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There's One Thing We Can Never Find Though We All Believe We've Obtained It.
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Step one: Get muffin.
Step two: Eat muffin.
Step three: Cry cause you miss the muffin.
How've you been?
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One day we shall all remember what love really is......until then we do not experience true love and are compelled to believe that we know what love is but its just a dream that might never become a reality....
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it is not her works. photos was stolen from some polish gallery. they're my friend's work. unfortunetally you can't watch them becouse she made a password on her site.
p.s sorry for my english.
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I am the knight who says NNii! And I want a shrubbery!
btw
[link] - go there!
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