Oiku

I am gonna kill myself. seriously. I am gonna do it. right after this. Who do you think you are? I am the one whos gonna die. I am gonna be gone. Forever. And you'll be all sorry for the things you did. Why is everybody mean? I don't want you to be mean. But you're gonna be in grief once I am gone. Every. Single. Last. One. Of. You. I am gonnna do it right after this. I am gonna do it. seriously. I am gonna kill myself. ... Naw not really. I am just joking.

Akward talk. She never told me that but she thinks that i am a nut she feels pitty - for the wierd forget that pretty - you grow me a beard Exciting persona, dare to express punished by the gray faces, none the less empty shells with walking feet, imitating voices that are long dead reaching your icky hand over my shoulder carry me into the pit, you imagination-void

Okay. well, I have never really written a journal about me, so bear with me. ^^; As some of you may have noticed I am currently doing a series of bdsm/fetish related artworks. I have decided to combine them with short poems to let the viewer have a bigger understanding of what went on in my mind as I drew the picture. And no, don't worry: The series is not entirely done with male characters, a few girls will follow. ;P The reason why I started this series is mostly because I am a huge fan of the bdsm world. I find it pretty interresting to see people transform in their everyday life and engage in their urges and sesations so deeply. Maby