first five people that post get a free sketch of any character of theirs, from me.
edit;
my scanner broke. :/
it might be a while (or not at all) until I can upload the sketches. sorry.


someone like you.brother,someone like you.
you were born into a war.
I understand now that the reason you can't call yourself Child is because I am not one, and it was into me that you were born, into my world, a willingly unwilling attachment to me, a moon to my planet in a universe I've already claimed as my own, orbiting around me as your kind do, you block the sun every once in a while.
where does that leave you? hovering.
neither very far away, or close. we do not touch each other, if only for the chasm of distant space between us, and the animosity we reserve in our stomachs, which [filled with magnets] churn and repel.
I a


nothing to search for.morning. awake before the children finish contemplating brave new worlds hidden between spaceship sheets and summer flannel. the house is far too cold. at nine a.m. I wished you happy birthday, and I will wish you happy birthday tomorrow, every tomorrow until I can tell you in person how happy your birthday should have been.nothing to search for.
afternoon. slept on the floor of the office, where the sun beats into the carpet and warms the twists of its fibers: airborne dust motes burn in it. to be alone in my house provides mighty safety for little comfort. I am quiet, drifting, a cosmonaut lost in a sea of that which ties me down, keeps me calm. &nb


elements.elements.
one: crack the shutters, allow the rain to whitewash your room all grey make a whole in the mess of crumpled parchment on the floor beneath you a field of paper flowers sometimes the best way to get somewhere
is to wish you were somewhere else
two: grow seas of fire, assembled of chipped glass and bible pages break out of a thi
| Hello, I'm Joey. Sometimes I go by Augie, or Fish. It varies by situation. 90% of my life is spent with friends, going on random car drives or beautiful adventures in parks. 10% is spent sleeping and doing schoolwork. 100% is spent hooked to an iPod or other musical device. I don't twitter. I enjoy such things as driving, talking, playing the radio really loud, doodling on recycled notebook paper, hanging out with ~kkazed, brand new sweaters, all-stars, altered books, smelling paper, rain, facebooking, jazz music, reading, dancing, keeping secret journals. I dislike such things as popcorn in my teeth, violence, snot, public displays of affection, blunt pencils, humidity, stress. current music: snow patrol, oren lavie, p!nk, flo rida, moulin rouge soundtrack. |
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The Art of Rosemarie Tursi:
Professor Tursiart's Ray Pistols & Accoutrements, Unicorn Vs. Narwhal the webcomic, Illustrations, Prop Design, Stuff for sale on ebay & etsy. Check it all out here: [link]
I do love your drawings
your paintings are lovely.
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"Either I've become impervious to antimatter explosions--or we're still dreaming."--Captain Janeway, Star Trek Voyager
should I be calling you some nickname here?
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"Either I've become impervious to antimatter explosions--or we're still dreaming."--Captain Janeway, Star Trek Voyager
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"Either I've become impervious to antimatter explosions--or we're still dreaming."--Captain Janeway, Star Trek Voyager
and a lovely drawing style, too
you're very talented. :]
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you'll paint yourself white
and fill up with noise
but there'll be something missing
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