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Cold Steel-Skrain's BackstorySkrain looked out the window from his room on the second floor of his house, glaring defiantly out at the rest of the world that was always mocking him with how much happier it was than he. Everyone down there was perfectly fine, without a care in the world. Kids running around playing tag, their parents watching in amusement from the sidelines, sitting on a park bench. Stupid little cheerful birds singing to each other. Neighbors greeting one another with friendly waves. Tightening his hands into angry fists, the nineteen-year-old curled his lips into a cold sneer, his grey eyes narrowing more and more until they were just furious slits. EveCold Steel-Skrain's Backstory
| The latest pics from me, which I upload when my muse is actually working...any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated if it'll help me draw better! |
| Some people here have amazing God given talent, I swear... |
| Ohhh, I want these to stick on my wall!! @___@ |

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| Click to fullview! FlightLioness = A starving college student who is currently working on improving my art and writing. If you have suggestions for me I'd be glad to listen, though inspiration from my fellow deviants is usually enough to help me learn new drawing skills. ;3 I'm generally interested in video games by Square Enix, lions, improving myself through God, computers, and eating french bread or creme filled donuts. Usually I'm very laid back and avoid confrontation, unless you get me going...then you'll have to make it up to me by bringing me sweets. Thanks for stopping by! |
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50 thousand tears I've cried. Screaming, deceiving, and bleeding for you. And you still won't hear me. Don't want your hand this time, I'll save myself. Maybe I'll wake up for once. Not tormented...
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