It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.
Big photography feature about Christmas, full of wonderful works and wise christmas quotations.
Happy holidays to you!
Artist's Comments
Im not afraid to fail, got time but I hate the smell
Lets stop to sniff the roses thorn, send me straight to hell Been on this raft for weeks, no sign of help or a beach I lose sight of the bigger part And Im really laying on the airbed at Sean Martins Bleeding and starving, looking for a niche, nothing to carve in Except my left arm which is already scarred And Im not them or a mirror, Im the dog shit in the garden Haters are so dumb and plus they dont got to front for us Especially me, about to jump in front of a bus I bought a plot but I wont tell you where Im buried Leave your debit card over my eyes so I can pay for the ferry Every morning I just lay in bed cause I dont wanna wake up Pick my stupid face up, give my shit away Youll take it from me anyway even if I go away I will never go away My skin is changing, Im becoming whats inside of me You guys should start a band thats called The Four Girls That Lied To Me You want me in looser jeans, more opinions, less assholes Why you looking at my legs? That lines from Wes Eisold Goes from good to bad, from bad to fucking worse She said she wouldnt judge me then a gavel fell from her purse My brain left me in PA, departed CC Then begged me take it back crying in a bar in CT Life is so strange, so is God with games The one wrapped tightly around me like a dog with mange Kick me in the stomach, I shit myself in the damn street Left for dead, wanna be knocked out like that but cant sleep I lay and lurk with kooks, pain hurts but suits What if Ian Curtis were to climb down from the noose Thats what I thought that dangled from my neck in amazement Struggled, undo hanging myself in my own basement Sometimes I think I should be more private, keep it secret But the open book of my life, is it really worth reading? Cover to cover, theres something pointing towards leaving Dont give a fuck what you think, when you finish Im not breathing You think the world of a girl and she becomes your world And then you lose your grip regardless of what you curl You clean yourself up you get laid more, great work, Columbo Truth is she just fucked me cause my bro is D. Palumbo. [link] even if I go away I will never go away. Just a speed paint thingy of my character Aili. |
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god give a little love, bring me back a dog in the next life.
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