For a while I went under a different account, but I don't know.
This one's more nostalgic.
Anywayyy, I will now start clearing out the shitty poetry I've written, the badly drawn things I have well, drawn and make way for a whole new gallery.
Because all of which that was in my gallery represented a time in my life I do not wish to continue being in and my final way of stepping out of it is to delete and destroy everything from it.
Pained journals, emoish poetry and art, that kind of crap.
Thank you for understanding.












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with enough blood, sweat, and tears, you too can be the next saviour of mankind.
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with enough blood, sweat, and tears, you too can be the next saviour of mankind.
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Creating a god that sees what I see, looks exactly like me, rather what I wanted to be...
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sotkuinen verisunoni
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* I raped your Dog
^But I don't have a dog...
* oh, then tell your mother she needs to shave..
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I'm the kind of person that bakes a cake when someone dies.
but they have a new CD in april
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* I raped your Dog
^But I don't have a dog...
* oh, then tell your mother she needs to shave..
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"When you took my breath from me it was all sparks. All sparks where I was, all dust drifting in rays of light."
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By the pricking of my thumbs,
something wicked this way comes....
Nebu Clothing
Groundfrost
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