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Close my eyes and move to the back of my mind
Where worries all float out to see
See the changes
People's faces blurred out
Like the sunspots or raindrops

Now, all of those feelings,
Those yesterday's feelings
Will all be lost in time
But today
I've wasted away
For today is on my mind


Left the only worries
I had in my hands
Away from the light in my eyes
Holding tight and try not to hide how I feel
'Cuz feelings mean nothing

Now all these feelings
These yesterday's feelings
Will all be lost in time
But today
I've wasted away
'Cuz today is on my mind

Yeah, today is on my mind

Now I can't care to worry
I'm feeling so lonely
Breaking apart
All this love in my heart

Now all these feelings
These yesterday's feelings
Will all be lost in time
But today
I've wasted away
'Cuz today is on my mind









There is something I need to say. But....dammit, I just can't.













































Why is it so hard to tell you I love you?

Well, after 3 hours, I sucessfully reviewed all 218 deviations. I left about 3 comments. ONLY TO THE PEOPLE WHO MATTER. :3
Not really.



I would like to give nuzzles to the following people who have helped me overcome my art funk:
For NEVER admitting any of the faults in my drawings
for obsessivly following 's art with me
For beiong ALIVE (I will finish that pic even if it kills me)
For being such a PRODIGY *Pointy finger*



And most of all....My boyfriend, Mike, for believing in my talent, and yelling at my if I showed any sign of self-hatred. You'll never know how helpful you are.





I love all my people.

I woke up to -267- messages. 1 comment, ALOT of journals, and 188 deviations. From not checking it for a week. Funny. I was expecting ALOT more. :3



LOVE


I have no other friends....;_;
Then again, my friends arn't all that artistic

It was inevitable.

Apparently, people have been hacking into random, innocent deviant's accounts. No real harm done, though as I have collected, me, , and have been victims to this pointlessness. My signature, as well as the artist's above, have been changed.
MINE read:
I'll draw you a picture
I'll draw it with a twist
I'll draw it with a blade
I'll draw it on my wrist
If I draw it correctly a red fountain will appear
washing away my sorrows
washing away my tears

Ok..so whqat about it?
Well, NO one knows my password, not even . Either way, her dog ATE her computer, so she has had no internet acess. Also, this poem, although completely AWESOME, is creapy as HELL.
Well, if anyone has any information, I would like to be informed. I keep my nose out of the forums e.e
ALSO-If anyone else has experienced this, let me know
So...I WILL be keeping this poem, just because it is awesome in every way, shape and form. Whoever wrote it is talented o_o AND, knows me, just because of my...*AHEM* "art". Fucking A.


On another note...my poor boyfriend, Mike, has to be outside today shoveling the inches of white SHIT falling from the sky, while I get ot sit here doing absolutley NOTHING all day. I am so sorry, Mike ;_;

But...


SUNDAY, LADY!









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Danke.