I wish I posted more stuff.
So, deviantwatchers, if there are still any of you left out there in the world:
what would you like to see?
While It BurnsWhy does a moth flyWhile It Burns by CrumbledWings
Directly into the flame?
Perhaps its captivated
By the beauty to be found
In such pure recreation
It flies so surely
Into its own death
Because it believes
The flames of rebirth
Will allow it a second chance
And perhaps that this time...
It will appear a butterfly.
Perhaps this is the only thing
It can force itself to believe
While it burns.
More addictive than crack cocaine.|
Current Residence: In my head.
Favourite genre of music: Any type of rock. But i like other stuff too.
Favourite photographer: My old-friend, Tina-chan. Her user name is mybodyisacage. Just don't mention me in any way.
Operating System: I operate...? When did I start functioning...?
MP3 player of choice: Ipod nano. aka G.I.R.
Wallpaper of choice: No wallpaper, just paint.
Favourite cartoon character: Rogue, Poison Ivy, Harley Quinn, Gambit, Deadpool
Personal Quote: "I've done everything. Yeah, it was a few years ago, but it was still everything."