Hey fellow artist, just want to give a brief question.
What is it that you want to happen here on DA? or better yet, What do you want to be here on this site?
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Dear GodDear god, the last few years have been kinda crazyDear God by justakid93
I nearly died and smoked until my purple mind was hazy
Wavy on my own wave, I had to do it my way
Until the wave ate me, still you saved me somehow
Sometimes this life can really have a nigga dumbfound
And wind me up until a girl had me unwound
But were you there when I nearly drowned?
Or did I drag myself out of the deep end? Tears of a clown
Please listen up cause I’ve got a lot to say
But you don’t give fuck, another death another day
Am I wrong? Dear god am I wrong?
Star Wars: Journey to the Dark Side (Head Cannon)She seemed to walk through the flames that spread throughout the temple. A young girl that looked to be about five or six years of age. She walked up to him in a quickening pace. She had the look of someone strong, unwavering, but forgiving.Star Wars: Journey to the Dark Side (Head Cannon) by LocalAlly
He looked up to see Luke a few feet behind her. Then turned his gaze to look back down at the child. Staring at her tiny face, she was the type that could see the good in anyone; whether it be a living being or even a droid. Strong with the Force, she could be a threat to the First Order. The time for pitying this girl was over. He lifted his light saber the girl stepped back as he brought it down on her. Then he felt his blade buzz against another light saber. He looked up and saw his uncle behind the green glow of a light saber.
“Run, Rey, run.” Luke commanded.
When Rey did not respond, Luke pushed her to the side. She then ran from the Jedi temple into the woods. Kylo Ren growled as he was pushed back by his uncle's blade. He shoved
in absentiahe feels the presence ofin absentia by tirasunil
on his temple,
ascension of cool-grid to
declination of warm-facet –
he is adept at
the art of goof,
member of the order and
a crow at sundown
(but not at sunset) –
his loch ness mind
is dank and collective and
seeping squeals now and again
that are really spirits –
he walks, and
as if he has just witnessed
a miracle, and delights
in your not having seen it –
his given name was
but he rechristened himself
after watching moss grow on
words spoken in silence:
i am the exalted of the ancestors,
i am the descendant of dippy dawg,
i am the beast in the lowest waters,
i am the law of truly large numbers,
Self DestructionBurn hollywood burnSelf Destruction by justakid93
Self destruction’s all that’s left
From rubble, anew…