I seldom understand myself
Because, I am not myself
You see, at moments
When you see me

Yes, it turns
A rivet in my bones
Collapsing and crashing
Into my rib cage

IMPOSSIBLE!
You say
POSSIBLE!
I say

and here comes the riddles left and right and over and under
and somehow in the middle of it all
I find myself still in wonder, wonder, what glorious wonder

It’s so very, very, very noisy
Inside this body, body, body
Where in there’s a melody,
Soft and tainted

Is trying to escape me.
Until it grows into the beating of a thousand
Drums, it will remain
The same in this tiny

Hungry heart. 

**

My love is selfish and intense, possessive, and obsessive. It can be proud, and callous at times—but it will never give up, my dear. …It’s not perfect, but it tries. It’s not everything, but it is something. Take it or leave it, hang it in a corner and miss it.

I haven’t written in ages. It needed to be written. My soul wanders sometimes.

Soft beneath the lime light,
Your face is white
Amber colours here and
There, burning up the air. 

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Awkward impromptu poetry aside, I’m still alive. I just haven’t updated this with written words, I have been quite active in reblogging my art journal whenever I’ve got scheduled art WIPS posted. I’ve been at work, mostly and trying to find freelance work so I can build up my funds for my tuition fee. Meowza. Currently working on a few logos with fruit in it. Haha. BRB, dying. It’s annoying how I can’t seem to make the colour red work right now. I usually do. Argh.

Yes, I am back in My Masterpiece and excited to work on some animation!

Though 2012 is here, I don’t feel any different, but I do feel that this year has so much to give. I’m sticking to what I created the other day with everybody in MMM, and that is ABUNDANCE, ABUNDANCE, ABUNDANCE! In a whole lot of things. Abundance in love, moolah, and inspiration! The good things!

Now I’m going back to finish this mango. Ciao~!

If I start getting bashed just because of a small commentary on someone’s reaction (more of applause for not giving a flying fuck and I gave a rash but not wrong answer) then I….still don’t care. Though I agree that anything posted up in the internet is, technically, public property, I still believe that freedom of speech applies anywhere where it is permitted. I can’t argue with other countries and their laws, can I?

Another thing before I lose this train of thought, if you can’t say anything nice, then keep it to yourself, or if you must let it out, keep it to your website. I can’t stop you, I’m just suggesting. Maybe you can turn it into something artistic. You can draw something gory, make a song about it, write a poem, a story, whatever. Again, I’m only suggesting. (I wonder if people would start trying to decipher my poems.) I know, we can’t help thinking snide remarks, for I am pretty much sarcastic and can be a wise-ass, but it doesn’t mean we can just keep ragging on people all the time. I mean, come on, isn’t it tiring? I won’t keep you from what you do though, if you happen to read this, but ho hum, let bygones be bygones.

Though, I must admit my mistake. Yes, I forgot about bucks being a noun, even an adjective, so let me rephrase what I said to Camie: Bucks isn’t just a noun, it is also a verb and an adjective. I’m not doing this to please you, just so you know.

I won’t let you constrain me, dear anonymous person! I will buck against the constraints! Like a bucking horse! Okay, I’m not funny. I know.

…. Taking it back now, Hyde is still awesomesauce. (I’m kind of glad he stopped swaying and grinding because it made me kind of have those queasy moments for some reason. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate it.) I grew up with this freakin’ band.

If you haven’t noticed, I’m partial to long-ish hair. May it be a manga character, an actor, musician, artist, whatever. Seriously. Long hair and skinny wrists. I’m weird. Now I’m gonna go back and watch Glamorous Sky with him looking all hawt now. KTNXBAI.