wandering..

im hooked.. on dA.. a deviant..

my art is beautiful to its beholder.. but wandering around dA, i feel like a hobo..

its not so bad.. at the same time its not so good..

im going to bed..

being offline

you can imagine.. think and feel different to that of when you can.. my english good? not so good..


having had the pleasure of not being online.. i feel i have to write something meaningful..

i have just spent the last 45 mins or so reading other blogs and looking at their beautiful layouts and wondering how eloquently they set out themselves.. and here i am struggling to write a few words.. is it some sort of social hierarchy i wish to climb or just my way to express an inner self.. either way.. i just lost more of my time staring at a box..

who are the insomniacs that quote themselves in sonnets, yet find the time to sleep their idle minds.. am i just bored or lonely..? i don't know whats worse.. knowing or not wanting to know..

good night..

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