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Missing you him.
Theme for ” I miss you” is open for now.
Look out for the series designs soon.
now that i’m “free-rer”
guys, feel free to share your thoughts with me, i’ll post them up.
I’m opening this series to ANYONE.
ANY mediums, formats, form, art direction, as long it’s themed “I miss you”.
Just snap it, submit it raw and etc…
Thankyou guys for coming down to support me.
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I’ve seen one that moved me to tears.
Vas and Pris
dancing to if i were a painting
music sheet now
One reason to not stop dancing.
It’s as if time stopped.
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Don’t carry on reading if you’re annoyed by
Cant i just fucking hear the alarm.
FUCK.
urgh. Maybe no one would understand why i get so piss with myself for waking up late for school again.
Because one can just choose to wake up for school.
I seriously don’t know how to, when the next thing after i closed my eyes, i woke up in shock knowing that i have to go school, and look at the phone it’s 11am.
I don’t even have the period when i can wake up and choose to laze on the bed part
fuck.
seriously.
This is the very very last time. or im going to jump.
i feel so useless.
ya perhaps i am useless
wad can i do when i can’t even wake up
How i wish i just runs on batteries
then ill never sleep
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You do not have to tell the table that she have a broken leg.
Because she knew it already.
She may even be fear of falling apart, before you do.
Knowing that she have a leg broken, she knew that she can’t hold that many stuffs.
Then there came a party, everyone threw their bags and belongings on to the table with a broken leg.
She cried in pain, yet still have to hold on.
Because she don’t want to die.
Die – becoming broken pieces and be chuck away.
So she held on, and kept trying.
Her fears deepened.
But no one can see, because she is still having a broken leg, and it’s not fix yet.
Sometimes, people just feel changes in their surroundings.
They can’t get use to it straight away. Then they are altered.
They find the suspect, and tell them off.
But only the table knows best.
