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super quick background practice
I'm so incredibly awful with backgrounds :iconheaddeskplz:

sad lonely Mirra because I feel gross

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IndigoRainInspector Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
hushh erin(if you don't want me to call you by your name that's okei) your background is amazing I don't know how you do it seriously ;o;
Mira looks all sad and lonely but maybe queen and fydo can cheer her up !
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Kazocks Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2014   General Artist
(I don't mind uvu)
Oi I'm glad you like it ;_;
Mirra's my lonely little dame
she could use some friends, if you don't mind me drawing her with those radical creatures when I find the time :iconryojidaisyplz:
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IndigoRainInspector Featured By Owner Feb 22, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
okei dokei nvn
I always love your art dearest //pets/
sure you can draw them together that'd be amazing Queen can show her some of her hella amaing dance moves
but seriously just the mention of drawing them with one of your characters flatters me holy shit
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Kazocks Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2014   General Artist
they gon party hardy awwwyeeeuuhhh
and I've been wanting to draw you something as a sort of thank you for being so coolio :iconsryyea:
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IndigoRainInspector Featured By Owner Feb 26, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
//sorryforthespamofartigiveyou/
but omg I was thinking of mira jumping on Queen's tail like a trampoline and Fydo be like
'stahp u bishes *tail snap*'

You don't really need to make me anything though
like
cause you're a coolio friend
and yeah
*points*
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Kazocks Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2014   General Artist
DON'T APOLOGIZE - YOU MADE MY DAY(s) WITH EVERY THING YOU'VE MADE ME
and woah dang that needs to happen
maybe this weekend if I find the time ;w;

and hush my radical friend
I want to because you is the cooliest :iconmaid-of-timeplz::iconluvluvplz:
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IndigoRainInspector Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
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I feel so awesome that'd you would think so
I'm sorry for taking tooo long for replying 
I'm just so lazy and stuff and I'm starting work on my new comic that I feel really proud about
I can't wait till you start seeing some of the character design that's coming along with it
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Kazocks Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2014   General Artist
oh snap yesssssssssss now I'm all up and excited 
any idea about when ya might finish the first page? :la:
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pain-art Featured By Owner Feb 19, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
this is dreamy, nice work :love:

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Kazocks Featured By Owner Feb 19, 2014   General Artist
Thank you so much, m' dear  :iconluvluvplz:
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MelodyInside of us is a melody,
it's inside the hearts of you and me.
Although sometimes it's quiet and tender,
our melody is a soft, friendly reminder.
The sound inside of everyone,
will be a bind that can't be undone.
It's a note that connects with each other,
its a mark of acceptance towards one another.
We will all be heard eventually,
sometimes it's you, and sometimes it's me.
The melody inside of our body, our hearts,
is what keeps us from staying apart.
It is the sound of our sadness and fear,
but it's also the sound of the smiles you smile here.
It is the words that stay unspoken,
it is the reason some hearts are broken.
But if you listen, just listen closely,
I'm sure you can hear your melody.
Hear the thoughts that you think inside,
hear the feelings that you want to hide.
Understand yourself just a little be more,
open up that heavy closed door.
Our melody plays steady and neat,
it's a beauty that no one can beat.
Our melody is a song for ourselves,
it reminds us of our good healt
HeartbrokenI loved, I cared, I gave you all that I could,
My misfortune; I couldn't be all that you wanted.
I hoped, I wished, and I thought you understood,
My misfortune; my heart felt taunted.
I wondered, I asked, and I prayed for your own good.
My misfortune; I felt so unwanted,
I pleaded, I begged, all to share thoughts I could,
My misfortune; I neglected the hurt you had planted.
I was stupid, I was blind, I was unable to read your mind,
My misfortune; I still messaged you.
I learnt my lesson, I felt the world, I now think I know it,
Dont worry, you shall never feel so lacerated.
I promise, I swear, I shall never speak to you again,
For I deserved it all to have fallen for you.
I was silly, I was weird, and I was dumb to think --
How could I been the one you cherished?
But may you answer if you could -- how could someone be so indecisively cruel?
A cold-heart with its own blood, uncaring with bleeding hearts
I question if you care truly for my well being,
Or if it is just an illusion to fill
How Do You Spell Your Name? by Forever-A-Daydreamer
A Sweet Kiss DarlingA sweet kiss darling, that's all I need
A warm hug and your comforting words
A hard punch darling, that's all I need
A beating and the screaming makes my day
A dark corner darling, that's all I need
A place to hide away and be free
A sweet kiss darling, that's all I need
A word of sorrow and your cries for forgiveness
almost lethalI'm drinking you like pure mercury.
On some certain days I ask myself; 'Can you really take all her words? Can you really handle all of her?', but till now, I'm not able to answer myself this simple question.
I think, I have to explain something to you (and me.)
There is this big, huge shelf full of thoughts and words and stories and memories and desperation and sadness and lives. (Most of the time, I prefer to talk about it as a shelf full of tea, but whatever it content is, it is full of you.)
I'm unable to pick a tiny box or even just a cup from there and then decide to not read it. It's simply impossible.
[To just think for myself became less favorable.]
Some of your things are delicious. Like a lovely earl grey after a long, hard day. Your words calm my soul and allay my blood. A bit of milk, two spoon full of sugar. Sometimes this is all I need.
But of course, there are also boxes with a patina of rust on it. Their labels are dirty and towelled at some spots. I can
HarderKiss me
No, harder
Rid me of every scar
Suck the night-old whiskey away from all my black and blue
Touch me until I don't feel worthless
All these broken ribs
The fluttering lids of both black eyes  
Pray away every awful thing I've done
And lick the salt away from broken skin
The exit wounds of bullets
The little lines of knife bites
Just love me until I'm mad
And kiss me until I'm whole again
NostalgiaI'd say you have a flawless mind at its finest,
But then I remember you don't have a heart in the slightest.
Those sleepless nights and morning excitement,
With them combined were our lovely messages sent.
You stole my heart and took my breath away,
Upon thinking of us together is when my mind would sway.
I gave you me, my soul, my heart, and my happiness; you had it all in your hands,
And then the tables turned, time changed; and it all became a gamble to have it all.
The messages stopped the way they were,
Within days, I found myself fragile, broken, upon the concrete floor.
I don't blame you, I don't blame you, I don't blame you,
Neither do I regret the moments spent together.
I wish you had told me the truth so that I knew,
But you hid it all; you played my heart ...
Without those intentions, and hurt my soul.
And now, I am stuck while the world is too busy in its own hole.
The Paths We WalkAfter all I've seen,
I don't know who I am
or where I've been
Nor the distance in between,
All I know is today
and what tomorrow may bring.
For I am a wanderer,
For I am a broken soul,
A broken soul
Who walks down this path alone
Finding piece by piece
My own redemption.
HurricaneI don't really know
How all of this came to be
When I already know
She can do better than me
I feel like she's the desert
And whenever I hold her hand
I realize that makes me
Nothing more than a grain of sand
I can't help but ask myself
How is it that she's with me?
I'm just a mess when I'm alone
And I'm fucking up constantly
She's amazing...
In every way, shape, and form
Like the calm of the night
Or like the eye of a storm
(And if that storm were to break...)
I always have the thought
That if people were rain
l would be just a drop
And she'd be the hurricane...
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