twilight saga
Journal Entry: Sat Apr 26, 2008, 8:42 PM
omg. i'm getting much much more obsessed each and everyday to the twilight saga.
and much much more obsessed to edward than to the whole series itself!
it's been a long time since i last updated my devart and it's already our summer vacation so i thought of uploading some works.
ugh. i'm not that talented so please bear with me. :]]
please do comment on my works!
p.s. all images were searched using google and please tell me if the image i used belongs to you. thanks.
- Mood:
Suffering - Listening to: always be-jimmy eat world
- Reading: elipse
- Playing: dracula's riddle
- Drinking: water
Devious Comments
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
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I may not be better than other people, but at least I'm different.
i'm not really talented. I just uhhh.. practiced? haha. :]
then we're both no so artistic after all. hehe.
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:: Perfectly Imperfect ::
Bona fide ROYAI Supporter and Lover :]
i envy you for being artistic and creative. haha. joke.
but yea. one good thing about photoshop is you don't really need to have the 'natural' and 'in-born' talent because you can learn to use it over time and practice.
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
photoshop-edited?
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:: Perfectly Imperfect ::
Bona fide ROYAI Supporter and Lover :]
you're back! haha.
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
product of B-O-R-E-dom.
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
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God made matter from nothing
Science made a world from matter
Bastards made trash from the world
and We can make these trashes better.
Make A Difference
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Respect.
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:: Perfectly Imperfect ::
Bona fide ROYAI Supporter and Lover :]
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
i'd be looking forward to your deviations.
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
yo! *waves*
lilipat na ko d2
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Desperation is Satisfaction
Satisfaction Guaranteed..
-=Zacharius Vladimir Wolfe=-
Zara'05, Pauling'06, Linnaeus'07, _____'08
makivm2003@yahoo.com
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"Are you really having Nugets??" == Zerk
mine is [link].
and you?
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
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I may not be better than other people, but at least I'm different.
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Do humans really need to know that?
Look at how far they've come without knowing.
-Serial Experiments Lain
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
bglang ngkabuhay da m ah...
anyway...
pdaan lng...
hehe...
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I may not be better than other people, but at least I'm different.
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Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Waking up.
New Moon.
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I may not be better than other people, but at least I'm different.
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photography is art, to show more than you can see
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