As I stare off in the sky,
I wonder, ponder and think,
I was created for a reason, but
what was I made to do?
I look to my history, but find nothing.
Into my soul, I delve the depths,
but there are only shattered remains
of what I once was, and can never return.
I question myself here and there, wondering
"Do I even belong?" "What is my cause?"
After all this time, I finally realize
I don't belong, not here, nor anywhere.
I sit alone in the darkness,
knowing all too well the truth.
I've spent my life here for so long,
but I shan't ever be accepted.
In the midst of a group,
I sit on the outside looking in.
I never become a part of the acti
"Are you sure about this?" he asked. "One-hundred percent sure. Don't worry, I’ll catch you, Mallik." The Charmander looked up at Sayn, still intimidated by his physical appearance. The shiny Flygon had scars all over, making him appear menacing, even though he had the kindest of hearts. It was hard to find someone trustworthy in this time period, especially since the war. Sayn was a double agent for the Violet Vigilantes—the bad guys in the war. He revealed their secrets to the Azea, who managed to protect the land from the Vigilantes’ tyrannous rule thanks to him. "But... why do you want me to jump off Death
I'm done. No one cares about anything I do: artwork, poetry, or otherwise, no one cares. I get no feedback, no criticisms, no nothing, which leaves me with literally no room to improve. I don't get motivated to do any art, except when I see amazing artists and want to draw a gift for them, which, 9 times out of 10 ends in me not finishing it. No one ever comes to me and asks me to do any art for them anymore. School is stressful enough as it is, and you fuckers not giving a damn worth anything I do makes it a thousand times worse. So I'm killing myself. You all have pushed me over the edge. I'm done with life. Over three years on deviantART a
Okay, so first of all, fuck Super Smash Bros. 3DS and its CPUs. Just... fuck 'em. No one human can perfect shield two of Fox's lasers in rapid succession. NO ONE. Plus, 85% of their shields are PERFECTLY TIMED, so you can't get ANY hits in.
Secondly, I was Charizard, right? Beasting around as Charizard. Against a LV 9 Luigi. Five times. FIVE. FUCKING. TIMES. He tried d-taunt KO'ing me from the edge. WHO THE FUCK EVEN HAS TIME FOR THAT.
Yeah, so... lately I've been playing MapleStory. I'm currently a Kaiser at Level 47 (started over countless times because nexon hates me for some reason) on Renegades, and my name is Nyphr. I'm usually on Ch. 9, but because MapleStory, I'm kicked around everywhere. >.>
So... if you have MapleStory and want to play, I'm available in about 3 and a half hours.
Hi! You might not remember me but my past account was EpicDarkDragon~ I was browsing my old account after a few years of forgetting it existed~ And I would love to redraw your old Taco Dragon character if thats OK ^-^ I'd love to see how much I've improved after so many years and your dragon is quite lovely ~