| and oh, my lovely desktop screenshot! 'cause I know you all need moar Lavi, don't you? |


a thousand smiles.i saw a thousand smiles floating in the blue sky like a paper planesa thousand smiles.
colourful and so real falling down
like a rainbow-making rain waking up people from unconscious states
little paper smiles kind of childlish stories sort of adults dreams
better than almost paper stars made by a simple touch paper planes paper smiles
let's catch one.


no name.i woke up in the morningno name.
and looked at the wall an old calendar torn at the egde no matter how many times i try it's always the same date
i looked at the hourglass sand stopped
at half of its way
non-ticking black clock staring at me
sometimes i'm thinking it started again
folded and yellowed book lost in the time
always shows me the same page so many stories and none of them mine
i looked at the mirror gently touched by the years i'm slowly loosing my face it's funny though i don't even


broken boy.bitter lips in crimson colour empty, beautiful like a dying star - cold grey eyes dark and messy hair making love with windbroken boy.
gentle, fragile hands hidden in pockets -
beloved old jeans;
almost forgotten, deep scar on his right cheek no soft kisses left;
rude tone of voice pseudoapathetic stare screaming silently
don't go;
close your eyes, broken boy the house is on a fire.


murder.i've got a red lightmurder.
i'm laughing with gun in my hand counting from one to almost ten twentytwotwentythree cold barrel is gently touhing my head fourtyninefourtynine i'm pulling the trigger softly ah, what a beautiful day.
i've got a green light
but i'm going nowhere standing there with wide opened eyes facing wonderful grey sky kissing bitter erasing rain letting it wash away all the sins killing myself is such a great thing i'm going to do that again and again!
| oh, my gallery is so lame! well... i 'write'. sometimes. when i'm totally bored. and you know why? 'cause i like my literature autor tag. it's cute. hell yeah. my main reason to exist on dA is photography. oh, ironically, my camera is dead. |
| wonderful masterpieces ~ . if i were a deviation, i would want to be in my favourites. hell yeah. |

| `deviant since 24 February 2007. dA addicted; bored, hungry and always need more and more sleep. i badly want to be a boy. boys are cool. boys love is even more cool. i'm totally~ obsessed with shōnen-ai, yaoi and number 23. i drink too much bitter, black tea (earl grey is love) and i'm reading books like all the time. i like chocolate and oh, i'll buy all the mint ice-cream someday. i don't like animals at all, but cats are wonderful ♥ aren't they? { especially, Schrödingers cat } sarcasm makes my day. and, oh yeah. i'm sixteen. 16. ...and, i'm not an artist. even if i had some talent, i wouldn't consider myself as one. yeah. i'm just really, really bored. lack of capitalization is everywhere (though i'm obsessed with grammar and on too). but seriously - who cares? |
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