Skelleton, or in some cases Skellevision, a starving artist: Photography, sculpture, poetry.
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Nikkor 105mm f/2.8G
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Nikon Speedlight SB-600
This is an art blog, solely run by me, with the intention of inspiring, motivating, and promoting, artists, and art enthusiasts. I give credit where it is due, and I like to link portfolios to my posts whenever possible. If you stumble upon a post without a name and/or portfolio attached it is because I did not know the information at the time. If you can help fix this issue, by all means message me the post link and the artist's name (and portfolio link if obtainable).
Keep touching lives and raping eyes, my little bone bags. ~Skelleton
I don’t mind giving advice and helping, but i’m not an on call psychologist. You have no right to fucking get mad at me. It’s not like i’m never there, or a bad friend. I’m always there, give me a fucking break. Sometimes a bitch just wants to get high and watch anime. Relax your bones, and hop off mine. I still love you though. <3
Once upon a time, in a small village, there lived a sweet little girl. ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞
Who sang with the most beautiful voice in all of the village. ♪┗ (⌒o⌒ )☞
In the same village an old hag had arrived. (ಠ益ಠ)
Who fancied destroying things she thought to be too pretty, for beauty enraged the old hag.
(╬ ಠ益ಠ) ╯︵ ┻━┻
The sweet little girl was out playing. ヽ(´ー`)人(⌒∇⌒)人(`Д´)ノ
Having the best voice in her village she often would sing for her friends.
And so she did. ヽ(´ー`)人(`Д´)ノ ♪┗ (⌒o⌒ )☞
The mean old hag was out destroying a nearby garden when she heard the most beautiful voice echoing from nearby.
(╬ ಠ益≦) <(I must destroy) said the mean old hag.
And off she ran to find the maker of the most beautiful voice. ε=ε=┌(╬ ಠ益≦)ﾉ
The sweet little girl’s friends saw the mean old hag running towards them and fled.
For the mean old hag was also the ugliest person they had ever seen.
ε=ε=┌(╬ ಠ益≦)ﾉ ε=ε=┌(´～`)ノε=┌(`Д´)ノ
The sweet little girl kept singing not realising what was happening, for she was blind.
(╬ ಠ益≦)ﾉ <(@$^& Stop that beautiful noise at once!) Said the old hag. ♪┗ (⌒o⌒ )☞
☜(⌒▽⌒) <(But I love to sing. I’ll sing a song for you.) Said the sweet little girl.
This had greatly confused the mean old hag, for people always ran from her.
(╬ ・益･) <(You..aren’t afraid of me?) Said the mean old hag.
The sweet little girl giggled and grabbed the mean old hag by the hand.
(But.. I’m terrifyingly ugly.)> (・益･)人(⌒∇⌒) Said the mean old hag.
(・益･)人(⌒∇⌒) <(You are beautiful to me.) Said the sweet little girl.
(T益T)<(No, you are beautiful.. and I was jealous. Please sing me a song.) Wept the not so mean old hag.
(Θ益Θ)人(⌒∇⌒) ┛♪ And so the sweet little girl sang.
Upon singing her second song the sweet little girl’s friends had returned.
Seeing a new side of the old hag the friends decided she wasn’t so ugly after all, and that she was in fact not old.
ヽ(´ー`)人(`Д´)人(Θ益Θ)人(⌒∇⌒) ┛♪ So they all played together and the not so ugly, not so old, not a hag decided to stay in the village with her new friends, and embrace the beauty around her instead of destroying it, for she was actually..not mean.