| bigger than a breadbox or something from International House of Leprechauns. |
| My turn. The story of one of my infatuations. i liked idiotic paintings, doorway moldings...carnival banners, signs, cheap prints, outmoded literature, Church latin, illiterate pornography, mildewed novels, fairy tales, children's books, old operas, silly ditties, naive rhymes. i dreamed up crusades, unrecorded voyages of exploration, republics with no histories, aborted wars of religion, revolutions in behaviour, migrations of races and shifts of continents - i believed in every kind of magic... poetic cast-offs played a major part in my alchemy of the word.... oh, WAIT - that's not me, it's fucking RIMBAUD. but you get the idea. |
*kiss*
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Insect Kings
¤ I <3 rabid yaoi fans with brains. They exist. ¤
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the holy icing on your slaughter-cakes
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COMMISSIONS | SHOP
one too many drinks tonight,
and i miss you - like you were mine.
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the holy icing on your slaughter-cakes
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COMMISSIONS | SHOP
one too many drinks tonight,
and i miss you - like you were mine.
Thank you so much for taking some time to write a critique about a picture of mine (btw it's my first).
I really really appreciate that and I never thought that somebody could spend some time thinking about my pictures.
So thank you sooooooo much! And sorry for my bad English
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the holy icing on your slaughter-cakes
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