Dear Warcraft
Warcraft my darling, what have you done?
What is this that you have caused?
Why can I no longer think in normal terms,
Why it is that everything is Lok'tar ogar,
Anytime I see a lawn gnome I fight against punting it?
I think, my dear, you've done something to me.
I hear the war drums of Orgrimmar in my sleep,
I feel the cold of Undercity's depths in the dark,
I see the brilliant colors of Silvermoon in my dreams,
I swear, dear, my fingers it
The Delicate Affair
Brent-24 old male, office worker
Jess-22 old female, "artist"
[A well-kept living room dimly lit Jess walks on stage wrapped in a long, dark red sheet. Brent follows her, his clothing wrinkled as if he slept in them]
Brent
For the love of god, Jess, what were you thinking?
Jess
[Walks away from Brent, stays facing away from him as they shift on stage]
What are you ranting about now, Doll?
Brent
Your bloody performance last night, that's what. What was that Jess?
Jess
Oh, was I putting on a performance? Was it a good one?
Brent
What? What do you mean, was it good? Great Scott, what's wrong with you
Dear Warcraft
Warcraft my darling, what have you done?
What is this that you have caused?
Why can I no longer think in normal terms,
Why it is that everything is Lok'tar ogar,
Anytime I see a lawn gnome I fight against punting it?
I think, my dear, you've done something to me.
I hear the war drums of Orgrimmar in my sleep,
I feel the cold of Undercity's depths in the dark,
I see the brilliant colors of Silvermoon in my dreams,
I swear, dear, my fingers it
The Delicate Affair
Brent-24 old male, office worker
Jess-22 old female, "artist"
[A well-kept living room dimly lit Jess walks on stage wrapped in a long, dark red sheet. Brent follows her, his clothing wrinkled as if he slept in them]
Brent
For the love of god, Jess, what were you thinking?
Jess
[Walks away from Brent, stays facing away from him as they shift on stage]
What are you ranting about now, Doll?
Brent
Your bloody performance last night, that's what. What was that Jess?
Jess
Oh, was I putting on a performance? Was it a good one?
Brent
What? What do you mean, was it good? Great Scott, what's wrong with you
I am the Demon of the First Life... the one that haunts the world still, longing for the a day when all I have planed comes to fruitation.... Come and play a game with me...
Current Residence: Where its cold deviantWEAR sizing preference: comfy Favourite genre of music: Rock Oprea Favourite photographer: Babylon6 (DA) ^_^ Favourite style of art: Free hand and PhotoShop MP3 player of choice: Sony Shell of choice: The food kind Wallpaper of choice: Someting perty.... HEHEHE yeah right. Skin of choice: Tanned or mine; pale skin Favourite cartoon character: Kefka, yeah he won.... what now! Personal Quote: "Proof that not all kindred are made equal, some are way more fucking scary than others."
Well here we are again.... I've lost a a lot of time with work, its almost like i live there some days lol. But then I guess what its all about.
Now lets see if anyone is still paaying attention here.... I've been away for sooo very long...
So lets pay a game, we'll see if i'm playing with myself.
Comment with what you want me to paint, in 3 words or less and see if it shows up.
:)
Love Nexa
No offense, but... There are some people who are getting too fake on dA. They only want posts, comments, or to see how many friends and page views they can get. So let's see who will actually re-post this. This is a test to see who's paying attention. This is a test to see how many people in my friends list actually pay attention to me. Copy and re-post in your own journal. Let's see who the real people are. Re-post this if you aren't a fake.
Don't reply... just copy and paste this in a new bulletin as "Fake Deviants"
It seems so odd to be awake and kicking at this time. I have no love for the morning or the day, but i find myself having more and more reason to be awake ass early and out and about during the DayStars reign. But i guess 8$ an hour is a decent enough reason to be dealing with Apollo's retched time. This upsets me, seeing how at 22, almost 23 I'm getting out of bed for less than 15$ per/hour... Grrrrr
What can i say, this is most troubling. More so that i haven't finished my degree. Gah what have i been doing all this time!!
Eff, i hate myself sometimes, i hate this world, and everything in it sometimes. But that's a partial a lie