PikachuLightnin

If I only had the strength, the strength to piece back together our hearts. The exchanging of delightfulness. As we are once the "true" understanding of a connection. You pulled me down, as if I wasn't already strapped to a million broken pieces of our hearts. Shards of melting ice, was the result of your creation. As if my heart, wasn't already melted to water. Wandering, forever, waiting to crash and explode. You de-frosted and froze my heart like an object. But I won't let you. My emotions are locked against the steel wall of my heart. I won't let you. It doesn't ache, to see your delightfulness with another. Because th

Hello! How was your day? If it was good, :) I hope the next day will be even better! But, today I want to talk about art.    So, two months ago, I decided to post my art, so I did. But, it was on another account called "Arkila" because I figured making a new account  with new art, would be pretty cool! Please exuse my dumb 13-year old mind.   http://arkila.deviantart.com Of course I am not forcing you to do this, but if you could take a glance at my current art, and give me some tips, comments, or a watch(not an actual watch , heh, I meaaan, I'm in for free watches but that probably won't happen XD) it would emotionally help me, and i

*writer note, I am 12 years old. I know its bad, I'm sorry.   Chapter one: When Gray and Blue sit together As I drag my left ragged foot on the wet, rusty ground while walking–I quickly turn my head back. Back to the place where I supposedly claimed to return. I looked down, and before I knew it tears welled up my eyes, ready to slowly walk down and crash. A home? I whispered softly to myself, "What–" I shouted with immense anger "home!" I continued to talk, softly this time. "Why me? Why can't I return home, with bright lights on–with loud conversations lighting up the house?" I crouched down with an broken umbrella in ha