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Artist // Student // Varied
- Feb 1, 1994
- United States
- Deviant for 15 years
- She / Her
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My Bio
I'm not spectacular. I know that. I'm not planning on becoming famous for my artwork or writing skills. I'm barely above average. I have a huge family (six sisters and four brothers), I'm fairly good at art (though I still don't know how to put it all up here on DA) and I have good faith in my lying (whoops, I mean storytelling) abilities. Hell, I'm even an alright poet. I'm passably attractive; average height (5'3 1/2), hair (brown, curly), looks (green/hazel eyes and freckles). And I'm a total tard for romance. Yep, I'm into all that sappy crap. I'm not quite a realist, I don't think, since I still believe that everyone has good in them...or is that a cynic? I dunno. In my group of friends, I am the champion. And by champion, I mean I can't stay into my own damn business. I meddle, and defend my friends, and make a total ass of myself in public (but not before making an ass of my adversary). Several of my friends say I'm a natural leader, but I just like being bossy...I really enjoy telling large groups of people to shut their pie-holes. I'd like to think I'd make a wonderful boss someday. Heheheheh...
(By the way, lemme just say that "I AM THE ORIGINAL UNICORNPOOP. I've had people tell me I ripped the name off of this or that website, but I did not. I repeat: I AM THE REAL UNICORNPOOP. Just sayin'.)
(By the way, lemme just say that "I AM THE ORIGINAL UNICORNPOOP. I've had people tell me I ripped the name off of this or that website, but I did not. I repeat: I AM THE REAL UNICORNPOOP. Just sayin'.)
Favourite Visual Artist
Tony Moore
Favourite Movies
Meh, it varies; right now it's Apollo 18.
Favourite TV Shows
I discovered BONES this summer, but I rarely watch TV.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
SR-71, FortMinor, BowlingForSoup, Offspring, Nirvana, etc.
Favourite Books
Unwind (Unwound?), Inkheart Trillogy, Mallory Series (romance, yes), etc.
Favourite Writers
Robert Kirkman
Favourite Games
Are You a Werewolf (card game), Pic-and-Pass (or Cat-Eat-Poopy), L4D1&2, The Sleeping Game
Favourite Gaming Platform
a comfy chair/couch/bff's lap
Tools of the Trade
My mind, My hands, Utensils, whatever.
Other Interests
Gaming, poetry, writing, drawing. . . and sleeping
Silly Girls
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March twenty-fifth, twenty-fourteen. The night is a lonely Tuesday, and taking a break from the Netflix, I immerse myself in after hours upon hours of homework, I find myself alone in the dark. Again.
So much has changed. So little time has passed. A year is nothing. I have been away far too long from my old flame, DeviantART. How I have sorely missed you. So much has changed. Both myself and this website, which started so small, if I am to recall, are two now completely different beings.
I have found who I am certain is my significant other, but I am always scared. And sadly, quite a bit is of him. That is dramatic, I admit, but
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So, I'm 19 now...
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Valentine's day is coming up. Crap; I forgot to get a boyfriend again. Oh well. It's that time of year again. I got older. Technically I'm a grown up, I guess? What is this thing called adulthood and how do I make it stop? I really need to get on DA a whole heck of a lot more. Seriously. The other day I forgot my password and almost had a mini heart-attack.
So college happened finally. Typical freshman stuff, I guess. I look like an idiot trying to find my classes, continually stumbling and falling down a two-step staircase. It's just awesome. Homework is pretty lean now, but I know it only gets worse as I go farther and farther
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Weirdo
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Sometimes I stare at oncoming traffic and wonder what would happen if I suddenly ran into the street. If I'm standing atop a large building, staring out a window, I find myself inquisitive as to what it would feel like if the glass weren't there. Would I feel like I was flying, or face terror at my imminent death? When washing dishes, I sometimes contemplate what I would feel if I sliced one of those wicked knives into the soft flesh of my appendages. Some would call me suicidal, I suppose. I'm really not; I'm quite terrified of pain, actually. I tend to freak out even about paper cuts. But I'm filled with endless wonder about it.
I
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Thank you so much for taking the time out to favorite my works. It means such a great deal to me that you enjoy my art, and I hope you can consider watching 
Seriously??? You're work is amazing! I absolutely love it!
Thanks a bunch for the fav's! 
Dude, it's no problem at all; your stuff is awesome! Whenever I try something like that, my stuff turns out all freaky and weird. Ah well. Anywho. I really dig it. I dunno why, but I've been really getting into this "giant-tiny person" stuff recently. Thanks for giving me a bit of inspiration for my writing.
Thanks, Meranda. 
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