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Since I couldn't sleep, I went on a walk with Kyo. It was before sunrise, and these light mists were rolling over the hills. Everything had this Silent Hill feel, it was eerie, and somewhere in the distance, a melody barely discernible. Just a few notes, repeating. Birds flew overhead in...

So... This is a couple months old now, but I haven't shown it here.  One of my favourite characters, yet again. 

Watercolours, this time.  Was hanging on my wall by a piece of bluetack, fell off - and i decided to post it here x)

(I vaguely remember there being a thread like this on the forums already, but - I couldn't find it, and decided to make a new one. ) Just as the name says! Post a photo of your pet, whatever they may be!  This is Kyo. He's named after the singer of Dir en Grey, and is 10% actual dog, 30% floof...

Just a little sketch.  Anyone familiar with the Russian tale of a house on chicken legs?  It belonged to a witch who lives in it, but for some reason, I was wondering what would happen if it were left to fend for itself, feral, for a long time... 

had to vent, then changed my mind about leaving this here. meh.

some new-ish things.

Long time no see. How's everyone doing?

not so long.

I'll echo Socialawkwardness101. You all are amazing, and i am so grateful for every word written and said. You undo years of damage, and give me (and others) confidence, and a place where i can be who I am without worry - and i can't think of a greater gift than this. Thank you so much...

So. I'll have to ask you all to bear with me here. A lot of you have asked me about this over the years, and I never had a good enough answer. I'll try explain the best way I can and roll with the punches. (A few of you already know this.) I was born with a set of XX genes, but i can't...

Anyone plays it?

*crawls out of woodwork* haven't been here in a while. ...

*sighs*. three years later. things are as they have been, more or less. walking the same circles. wishing it was over - and yet - who would i remain, if this were ripped away from me? i cannot mend and i cannot move on, and as i draw, mindlessly, it is always them. always that face, so...

here's the latest from this corner...

these are things you do in as little time as possible. max results in minimum time. relative beginners like me make things like the one below. someday i'll find, and post some of the things true artists whip out in about 10 minutes, or less.

how do i survive this. already, i am making plans. i cannot even ask for help. and there is no one to talk to. there are people. but no one i can trust. so what do i do? i want to be dead and gone and lost and forgotten, and i want it to have happened long ago. before i met you, before i...

might remove it later - but... here's my latest. not finished yet. here's one more.

... that's it, really. how are you guys doing?