pretty boys break hearts.sometimes I think Im just a mess of badly drawn lines. Im just scrawled veins beneath paper rough skin, I wear poorly sketched scars on my thighs [skin deep red pen lines] and even my smile is lop-sided- but he never seemed to notice.my skin [spread like thick icing over my skeleton] is a monotonous pattern of pores, a stretch of the world the sun never kissed. I cant see the beauty in multitudes of freckles and chipped fingernails- but he does.why do you love me?you make me happy.I never could figure out just how. was it my illegible love notes, or the tiny hearts I drew into his bare back wi
By Fifty,I'll publish or perish; find someone to cherish; move someplace phenomenal; display an abdominal physique to inspire, which I shall acquire!. . . Or perhaps, just retire.
To Any Good Teacherthere was a patient man who read my words and saidyou could be anythingwhen i held no ambitions;i will make him proud.
Automatici."So where are you from?" The boy leans toward me, questions swimming in his eyes. I smile."Oh, I'm from Boston.""No, I mean, where are you from?" My smile falters as I realize where this is going. It's an all-too familiar conversation, one I've been having since I was old enough to reply."Do you mean where was I born?""Yeah.""I was born in China.""Do you speak Chinese?""No.""Does your family speak Chinese?""No."He looks befuddled. I sigh."I'm adopted.""Oh!" I see the light bulb over his head go off in a shower of sparks. "Do you know who your real parents are? Like, your real parents?" My temper flares. I stifle th
Nostalgia..Ahh, nostalgia..A chat on the phone today with ~Catmagik brought back a lot of good memories. Mainly deviantART memories which we both had a good laugh about, but I miss those times.I miss the days of #DreamFreeNature, the first group I started. ~Catmagik and I were always making little "plans" or "plots" to try and expose our group and get more members. It was really fun, we would text and chat on the phone to try and come up with these. One such plan was to every day invite ten members each, leaving them a nice compliment, and afterwards watch our member numbers grow. I miss the days of #InYourMindsEye, a group run by ~OpticalIlluzens (someone I really looked up to back then), which I put a lot of myself into. I remember the days before that, when ~Catmagik didn't have her dA account yet. It was just me, by myself, on dA. I didn't know anyone here, I didn't know how the place worked. Essentially, I was a nobody, lost amongst the millions of professional arti
Features!Decided to do some features of my good friends and what I feel are their best works. Please check them out! uqu