Dear World,
Sometimes in the middle,
Of an ordinary,
Or fabulous day,
Among my amazing boyfriend,
My adorable dog,
My awesome family,
My coolest friends.
This recovered girl.
Gets caught up in the anxiety,
Of everything.
Sometimes it isn’t anxiety,
Sometimes the chemicals in my head,
Get confused.
Most of the time,
I am happy,
And bubbly.
Most of the time,
I’m an artist,
Dancer,
Singer,
Lover,
Confidant,
Daughter.
But every once and awhile.
Something will remind me,
Of the pain,
The suffering,
The abuse,
The loss and grief,
At that moment,
Perhaps even for a day or two.
I will snap.
The monster wit
My #DeviantArtistQuestionnaire
How long have you been on DeviantArt? 12 years (!?!). Lurking all this time.
What does your username mean? I was very into Spike & Angel back then. Ok, I still am. :)
Describe yourself in three words. Melancholy, introspective, & displeased.
Are you left or right handed? Right. Would like to improve my left hand skills.
What was your first deviation? My cat.
What is your favourite type of art to create? I like photography. I like having a filter between me and the world. Art journaling is also something I do.
If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? I'd like