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HitomiMelissa
21/Female/Peru
Why I Am Here
- To herd llamas
- To become a better artist
- To appreciate art
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Thanks for all the support. I can't believe I'm about to reach 10k pageviews! o.o I'm really happy you enjoy what I do. deviantArt's become such a big part of my life. I've met awesome friends here (some on real life, some online), I've gotten to explore different art techniques and improve on my skills (or at least I think I have). Right now I'm going through some hard times and logging in and finding all your nice comments really cheer me up. Browsing through this site is such a boost of energy, well, most of the times, you know.
So I thought I'd let you guys know what's going on around here. My mom's been diagnosed with cancer. It started on her kidneys but it's gotten to her lungs and now there's nothing that can be done. She went away to another city about 7 years ago, when I was 14, leaving me and my younger sister with my grandparents (as some of you know). Our relationship's been pretty much messed up ever since. After a couple of years she came back to visit and try to work things out, and everything was kinda ok. And today she arrived here to stay. Because she's got nowhere else to go. All in all, she's waiting here for death to come. She's so skinny and weak, she can't even leave her bed. Her voice is almost a whisper. I just can't stand it. When I first was told about it I couldn't picture that and I couldn't accept it as it was. I thought it was just as any other disease that you can get rid of. And now looking at her there, I've realized that no, she can't get rid of this one and it's just destroyed me.
I try to stay stron and tough. For myself and for my family. But there are moments when everything just falls apart. I'm about to finish university and I'm so close to telling everybody there to fuck off 'cus I just can't stand the shit in there. All the stupid projects they are making us do just to make the school look good...
If you've come this far, thank you. I'm sorry, guys. I just needed to put it out there. Here only very few of my friends know about it. I don't think I could stand the pity looks and hugs and the forced sympathy and the lowered voices and stuff from the rest of them. I just couldn't.
buceando en la sangria del universo, donde mi reflejo en el ojo de una ballena se despide con una sonrisa, sin paz en el espiral del tiempo, en el vacio, en la nada, existiremos...?
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It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation
cheverete la foto de mafalda
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Miguel Angel
buceando en la sangria del universo, donde mi reflejo en el ojo de una ballena se despide con una sonrisa, sin paz en el espiral del tiempo, en el vacio, en la nada, existiremos...?
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