Scrowling and znarkling with grindled teeth do you no good. Flailing and galoprashing down to the mustry bayou. Where claws, paws, maws and spindlrung corpselings dreadfully tread. Rippered and reavered apart, Jack the Rippered might be proud.
I found myself alive and awake, in a teary fog of shame,
I found the brims cracked on the photo albums,
In my heart they did collect dust,
I remember,
Yes,
I remember the burning, the ache, the need and the want,
Yes I remember the loneliness, the depression, repression and seething hatred I felt for my reflection,
Little had I known, Little could I know,
I did not wish... to know, what I know now, what always was a sealed scripture of truth,
This truth, this burning that tore itself apart in the pit of my stomach,
In the empty shallowness that bare my feelings,
Such, supple soft flesh,
Such, foul lucid destruction I wanted to cause you,
As I
I'm a metalhead, my favourite music genre's are metal and rap, or anything that sounds good. I can play drums, guitar, and I write a hell of a lot of stuff. I also draw a heap of drawings, but I'm too lazy to upload most of them lol, my favourite bands are Marilyn Manson, Mushroomhead, Slipknot, Eminem, Korn, etc etc etc *hundreds of other bands lol* I don't really hang out with anyone, I'm a bit of a pyromaniac, I have really bad social anxiety, though I don't talk a lot it doesn't mean I don't like to talk, I just have troubles starting even the smallest of conversations.
Favourite Visual Artist
Anything and anyone
Favourite Movies
Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, etc etc etc
Favourite TV Shows
Naruto, Dragon Ball Z, Family Guy, South Park, Big Bang Theory, Dicovery channel stuff, Beavis and Butthead etc etc.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Mushroomhead,Marilyn Manson, Eminem, Slipknot, Korn, Disturbed, Three Days Grace, etc etc
Lately I feel as though my art has gone downhill in it's meaning to me... Usually now my art's just coming out as a burst of anger or sadness that I toss onto paper, no true composure, no nothing that'll make me feel good when I read it... My art I think is the worst it's ever been and I hate everything I write... I suppose I sorta wish that my family would stumble onto deviantart for whatever reason and find my art, might make it easier to get help for myself, I know for a fact I'm not gonna be able to tell them anything... But basically, yeah, my art to me is just rage written in words now, I hate to read it after I'm done with it... -_-
Alright, so I'm moved into Manitoba now. Spending time at my grandmother's house because the movers haven't gotten to our place with all of our stuff yet. Kinda pissed that no one's going to miss me from Ontario since I had no friends there. I just hope that people are kinder up here and that when school get's going I don't -have- to be the loner kid that sits on his own and that no one will talk to. I won't be able to be on DeviantArt too much either for a little bit, but I'll try and be on as much as I can to talk to my friends on here :)
I'm seriously going through hell bro. I am extremely happy you haven't had much, but man, shit is hitting the fan right now. I might need to be taking my chainsaw out of my sock drawer...