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Spring contest ! (OPEN)Thank you all for 3 thousand subs and 1 thousand watchers ;>u<;
as you guys voted in my poll i will make an spring themed contest !
The contest idea is pretty simple
draw one (or more) of my ocs with one (or more) of your ocs in a spring themed drawing !
the contest ends on april 29th (10 days after My b-day ~)
please repost the journal so more people can join~
-It's spring themed so be creative ~!
-you can enter as many times as you want ^^
-No bases or traced arts please~
-please submit til the dead line
-have fun !
-repost this journal so more people can join ^v^
-i love colorfull pics ^^
-be as creative as you can !
Gabby (sona) color guide
She is shy and small and love music a lot !
she loves everything colorfull and always try to see the positive side of everything~
Pretty shine color guide
Shes also shy and small and love to wa
Everyone asks me, “Are you okay?”
I always respond the same way.
“Yeah. I’m fine, thanks for asking.”
But I’m not.
I don’t let people see me cry, because I’ve always been so happy.
Yet, sometimes smiling is the hardest thing to do.
Every time I come home, dead inside.
“Was school okay?”
It was the same as yesterday. It wasn’t.
“Yeah, I had a good day.”
I did not.
I constantly ask myself the same question every day, yet to be answered.
“If I died tomorrow, would anyone care?”
People expect the same thing when they first meet me.
Yes, I am.
On the outside.
People will never get close enough to who I am and who I will be.
No one will care enough to get that close.
Is that my fault?
It’s not my fault.
But my fake smile is.
My fake smile is not for me.
My fake emotions aren’t for me.
My depression is hiding, but not for me.
I show what people want me to show.
I show happiness.
I show these things… but not for me.
Hiding things gets harder and harder as I grow older.
I won’t know if I’m okay on this Earth until I am not told, but shown.
Everyday, I become more and more of a shadow.
More and more of a ghost.
Of a hidden truth.
A stupid idea.
A gap in space.
A creation, that was not meant to be created.
I tried so so hard to be happy.
But I can’t.
And that’s me.
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