So, life's not been great lately, but I have Jameson.
And it's my birthday.
Staying home with my giant family today.

Ice cream cake because I hate cake cake.

I'm 19....this is the first birthday in a very long time that I actually /feel/ older. I've done a lot of growing up in the past couple months. I'm almost an entire person now.
An adult.
I feel officially a woman, no longer a girl.
Nshit.

Anyways, boring stuff aside, lookie here. I finally got a tumblr. Two, actually.
This - [link] is all me. My stuff, my life, my thoughts, my art, photos, that kind of thing. A window into my world. You know you want one.
This - [link] is all stuff I'm into. Things I like.
I also broke down and got a Twitter [link] for my art life and linked it to MAULED.
Follow me?

All this social shit kids are into these days. Sheesh. Still trying to figure it all out.
I'm like an old person when it comes to this stuff.
Hell, I'm like an old person anyway.
Get off my lawn.

Unless my lawn is my tumblr. Then get on it.

I can color again gaiz. Like, holy balls I'm stoked.
Everything can be pretty again. Finally.
FINALLY.

Also, life's been pretty neat to me lately in general. Just thought I'd let you know.

Anyways,
CONTINUE WITH YOUR LIVES.

You know, comments are the shizniscuits.
Favs are awesome, but logging on to a healthy stack of comments is just the absolute knees of the bee.
So, thanks guys. ~

The humans will betray us to the powers of the Black Gate, and they will aid them in numbers and against our own power, blind to what they will help to raise - and we will unite against the Earth and the dark realm and our strength will be all but but lost when a light will be remembered that will break down our darkness.

Fear is the realization and subconscious personal admittance of helplessness.

Laughing.
A man's voice, dark, cold, and rough as the damp tree branches speeding past my window, /laughing/. Sound fades as I focus to listen.
Rising maniacally from a chuckle, growing fuller like a vulture spreading it's wings - a dull orange light burning in the abyss that is the other place. Dark circled eyes, black robes of mist, pointed teeth and long black hair, present, but unmaterialized.
"Stop." My voice weak in comparison, but clear and warm against the dark, a small experimental shot of blue disappearing off into the space, carving a whispering trail that quickly fills back in as the laughter rises in return.
"Stop it." A stronger blast, rolling from my mouth. The eyes are opened, the laughter recedes to a chuckle.
"Stop laughing at me." More adamant, and close to a shout, it echoes off into the distance.
All sound is violently cut as a dark hand is around my neck in barely an instant. Muffled, underwater mumbling, echoing in the vastness of the cold swims at the outside of hearing as I stare at the face I cannot see, sensing the frighteningly infinite strength behind the long, thin fingers of the hand I cannot feel.
"You can't make me, little girl." It spoke softly, carefully, with a delicate deliberation and a steady gaze that slammed into you with a greater force than yelling, and I stared silently back as I realized it was true.
I was motionless for a time as the grip tightened, possessing far beyond the required strength to snap my neck, until regaining presence of mind.
Coating my touch in a thin layer of white I brushed the dark, liquid skin and it drew back with a hiss and a jump of incredible speed. It glared at me and with a snarl vanished off into the void in a flourish of black mist and a hybrid noise of flames, and a flag being tormented by a strong wind.

I can still feel his grip..