Taken last night. My hand is still hurting, but i don't know why. Love my pink hair and my pink headphones.
.ADDED WATERMARK COS OF THE FUCKING THIEVES. sorry guys
Good Night. Oyasuminasai.
------------------------------- Mika Nakashima - HITOIRO
Another flower petal gets torn off again, Because I don't have the power to stop the wind, It floats to the opposite bank where you broke down in tears As my only farewell gift It's alright if you forget the promise we made that day
I walk a single step past this love Why is everything tore off like this A trail of stardust streams down again Because I don't have the power to stop time Don't lift up prayers, only one will do It's alright if you wish for your own happiness
I allowed a pain of the same color I blame it on mistakes of a different color A light of that same color burns Hiding a door of another color
Now, for your sake, a faded flower falls down Now, for your sake, a faded star falls down In that dream, good night
One more spoon in this unfillable love Why does everything drive me mad like this I feel a squall coming down on me on the streetcorner Because there's no umbrella to protect from wounds Don't look for ways out, only one will do It's alright if you search for your own happiness
I engrave with a rhythm of the same color I erase footsteps of a different color I draw a scenery of that same color And locked up a season of another color
Now, for your sake, a faded night comes to an end Now, for your sake, a morning of a new color will come In that dream, good night
SWEET DREAMS, BABY SWEET DREAMS, BABY
If someday we meet again somewhere Would we start over? Is there a place to continue from? We outdistanced the times we couldn't reset Don't cry, kindness and weaknesses are not the same thing
I allowed a pain of the same color I blame it on mistakes of a different color A light of that same color burns Hiding a door of another color
Now, for your sake, a flower of a new color blooms Now, for your sake, a star of a new color falls down In that dream, good night SWEET DREAMS, BABY
We want to know what love means to you!
Get your creative juices flowing and design a movie poster for "Paper Heart" that focuses on the theme "What Does Love Mean to Me?".
The butter legion- a socialist movement/mass colab project I started, to trigger artistic change and evolution in Da artists (mainly my watchers), to make them more active and dedicated on DA. Now 170 people strong and growing... A "dangerous cult"? a "new religion"? "artistic version of fight club" or "communist movement"? You decide!
When it comes to community spirit, `Rushy is a shining example. From participating in devmeets, to providing positive encouragement to other artists, `Rushy can always be found demonstrating what it really takes to be a true deviant. It's without any hesitation that we are delighted to award the Deviousness Award for July 2009 to `RushyRead More
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...butterflies don't fly over pink flowers....
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te sei bellissima come sempre..
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Se ToCcO Il fOnDo è pEr DaRmI La sPiNtA..
iobella?? ma dove e cmq dubito che tu riesca avedere qualcosa di me in questa foto ^_________^
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...butterflies don't fly over pink flowers....
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Too Much is not Enough
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...butterflies don't fly over pink flowers....
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...butterflies don't fly over pink flowers....
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"Where were the spiders . . . When the fly tried to break our balls?"
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