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I feel like telling you guys how my brain are right now... you see, I haven't done much here since... um... summer? ((holy mother I have to post something here... ~e.e~ ))   and I guess the reason is... my artist brain wont work!!! I've bene trying to "find-my-own-style" , but I ended up drawing stupid fokes instead.. and I blame my brain, since it won't give me great ideas to draw anymore }:[ (MONO :heart: )  Sooo I'm still trying to find inspiration, hoping my brain will suddenly start to work again as it shoud... u.u BTW. I LOVE ALL TIME LOW! ((I'm trying my hardest to force my friends with me to brittain just t

There is no guarantee you will survive. There's no way you can get away from it. You have no idea where it takes you, and no idea how you'll handle it. This is life, this endless searching for answers you'll never find. This little breath of hope that you desperately holding deep inside of your heart. This is living. This world is different from yours. I actually don't know much about your world, but I just know it's different. I can see it. Your face, so peaceful with shining eyes. No scars. Your clothes, they are covering your whole body. They are clean too, and have no rifles. You don't wear any sorts of guns or swords, not even a knife