Showing posts with label painting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label painting. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Monday, March 30, 2009

Thursday, March 26, 2009

thats why i always fail in tests…


see wat im always doing in classes…

Monday, March 23, 2009

Heroes

we can be heroes… just for one day

Sunday, March 22, 2009

orange


cos im dizzy n fevered


x


hay spadger, u see im old enough to be ur auntie!!!

the most terrible thing is that cannot do everything well… the ability not equal to my ambition. or cos im too lazy to finish a task? next is that… peak and pine like an old lady… pouch bigger than eye. little bit like way too leching lol. but i aint it’s not true. i just always feel tired. n as getting older… easier getting tired. it sucks.
how i wish i could refuse to grow up. always look like a little peach. yea pussy. n always hold a sweet girlish dream. but i cant. i should learn to face the fact rite. this is the fate. how i wish i could get outta here, the netting i knited for myself… once i tried to protect myself w it, but now, it just tie me up. it’s gonna kill me. so help me please.
i really hate hallucination now. really really really hate it. n oh get ur fucking skinny ass back here. ah nah u wont.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

hay my name is dick



also a late-nite work

started around 12.30am n finished at 2ish am.
w/ electric torch, water color pencils n uni-ball waterproof fine deluxe. nameless n meaningless. i was just… talking w/ my roommates (i always telling jokes at late nite n glad they always enjoy thoes pulps) n drawing. n this grows into a habit. though unhealthy, its funny.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

dun fuck a mod punky


the figure in the sketch is a bit like my friend ka xiao xi i think
but he doesnt think so... lol

Thursday, February 26, 2009

cum 4 w/ a dirty poem

i was born to meet you
i was born to love you
i was born to rescue you
i was born to hurt you
i was born to lose you

and i was born to be inferior
i was born to be silent
i was born to be hurt
i was born to be pissed on
at last i was born to be belonged to hell

and today i miss my daddy old not you
and today i smile to my daddy old not you

and i pull out a cigarette
and i put it in mouth
and i suppose i was born to sing a song
for you

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

oh it hurts so good

Sadism & Masochism, the pleasure of pain!!!