When did it suddenly become cool to hate everything? It's a growing problem, especially in the entertainment world, and no one benefits from an increasingly hard to please, pessimistic audience.

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Marilyn Manson - Coma White
Theres something cold and blank behind her smile Shes standing on an overpass In her miracle mile (coma): You were from a perfect world A world that threw me away today Today to run away A pill to make you numb A pill to make you dumb A pill to make you anybody else But all the drugs in this world Wont save her from herself Her mouth was an empty cut And she was waiting to fall Just bleeding like a polaroid that Lost all her dolls (coma): You were from a perfect world A world that threw me away today Today to run away A pill to make you numb A pill to make you dumb A pill to make you anybody else But all the drugs in this world Wont save her from herself ----- Drawn last night while i was in my emotional state, coloured today......nothing great. No Love ------ DONT STEAL! Size- A3 I used lots of paint for the background to get it all grungy like that. Watercolour pencils + sharpie. Some PS touchups and Asunder brushes used for the grunge on the border. ------ My photography account:- [link] Stock Account [link] Comments
thnx dear
all is mine cept for the bits on the border...i think the orignal looks better though coz all the little grunge bits are more detailed .... hate my camera -- .The Bird of Hermes is my name. Eating my wings to make me tame. Brutal.And.Plastic Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads my love. plus i had to darken it in photoshop so things look a tad darker here
-- .The Bird of Hermes is my name. Eating my wings to make me tame. Brutal.And.Plastic Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads my love. yeah, i LOVE manson....that song is rather sad though....
-- .The Bird of Hermes is my name. Eating my wings to make me tame. Brutal.And.Plastic Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads my love. -- .The Bird of Hermes is my name. Eating my wings to make me tame. Brutal.And.Plastic Sometimes we walk like we were shot through our heads my love. very nice again!
-- Quod me nutrit me destruit... please visit my gallery : [link] don't hesitate to do some critics, always good to learn from that! |
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