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if you haven't guessed, this is one of those threads where i show mai art blah blah blah spaghetti blah blah cookies blah blah blah poems and stories.

haven't drawn on my own for like two years until now. only classes taken for drawing/literature were english 9 and art foundations

~Art~
i ate all the crackers >


you =


smiley doodles


quick sketch of my room


knife handle


knife


i draw badly if i don't have something to copy off of

~Writing~

A bead of sweat slowly dripped down my forehead. I kept wondering "Will it make it? Will I make it?" The time was running thin. I could feel emptyness closing in for the kill. No one would ever know the way I've gone. I kept feeling like no one would ever come for me. Hopefully someone would remember my name. "Yes! Yes!" I yelled as I watched the toast pop out. I have succeeded.

~Previous Poems~

Boring Poems
This is not a long poem
Those are boring to read
I wonder what I'll write about
After I have pee'd

Online Deceiving
Working online feedin a dog,
Chopping wood down into straight logs,
When a noob comes up and asks me to help him,
Before I saw him come up I was sure to make my level dim,
I clothed him I bathed him,
I even gave him someof my gold,
This attracted more noobs while I lold,
All of beds were fuller than full,
They even became friends with the angry bull,
As I was getting ready putting on all my armor,
One little noob came up and asked how I became such a charmer,
"One little secret, go back to bed" I said,
But soon on my fireplace I would have his head,
As I announced "Don't worry you all are fed",
I then shrieked "Now die you noobs, your all dead!"

Disappointment
disappointment
feelings repent
i am ignore
heart is tore

open the door
let me in
it won't hurt
let me stay
i am hurt
just for today
back to dirt
i will go
unquestioned

such a quiet pond
streamless and dead
unaroused by footsteps
upon its head

giving in
standing up
let others win
helpless pup

often stolen
am forgiving
forced repeat
not living

lifes a ride
has ups and downs
turns of tide
it is unfair
run and hide

can you take more?
history repeats
shut this door
struggle for leet
i am alone
give me sleep
accident prone
death is cheat

take away this noise
i can no longer handle it
life is not poise
digging my pit
life is choice
digging my grave
life is sh*t
i am a dark cave

thought overload
extreme analysis
bring me home
bring me a kiss
i am not alone
experience bliss
all leads to disappointment

i sing this chime
suffocating
all the time


Boredom
Boredom Boredom Boredom
always stalking.. oh em gee
when i'm thinking of stuff
it creeps up on me
Boredoms a joke with no punch line
it's like a plague on food as we dine

Boredom Boredom...
will you ever leave me be?
then an emotion comes out
let it be happy and free..
until drawn back to the boredom chi...


Crying Lilypad
Oh lily pad why do you cry every morning?
Are you taking in all grievances
every heartache, people endlessly adorning
All man's knowledge going to waste
As the apocolypes comes giving us chase
You know none of this
yet you still cry
when the sun comes by

Is this happiness, rejoice, and love
or all a sham, a haox, a scam
Nature has no optimism so why should we?
Sitting by the fire, a dead oak tree
living in the moment, till the first cough
then you're dead, and are floating aloft
you know nothing of this
and yet you still cry..
...every morning..
as the sun goes by


i won't be able to update this with pictures often because i'm using sister's tiny laptop right now. and most of my writings are at random times, so don't expect a constant update of those either. In conclusion...