i'm cleaning out some of my old deviations, some of the ones i'm not too proud of. so if things suddenly disappear from your favourites, that's where they went.
ha! don't touch me.
every ounce of you reeks
of faithlessness.
you try to use me
to hide your own imperfections.
am i the only one who can see
right
fucking
through
you?
i have four feet of drywall to paint on. i'm ecstatic.
no inspiration whatsofuckingever.
i've done a few drawings recently, but i don't have the energy to ink them or cg them.
i guess it's a case of the useless girl blues.
i'm going to run away soon.
i bet nobody will miss me. xxx