It's... chaotic. You have to do more than spam splatter brushes to make a background; I would know, that used to be how I'd make all of my sigs. :D Anywho, you should also add more color to it, just in general. I'm also not a fan of semi-opaque borders, but the one you used seems to do the job fairly well. Stock is decently blended, so good job with that. Not bad overall.
Life? .
OH GOD SHE'S GONNA GET FREAKING RAPED OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD I love Torchwood. c:
Dohoho, it's funny because he used an extremely outdated meme emphasis method to express his distaste for an old meme.
Heyheyhey, you're alive. :3
Why split these states when there can be only one?
Not bad at all. I like the colors, and the smudging is okay, but you could try to blend Gohan a bit more. You didn't fall for the classic newbie trap of putting the stock right in the center, which was nice as well. Keep following tutorials, you'll be making masterpieces soon enough.
Oh God, I doubt most people here could completely follow this, myself included... but we can try, damn it.
Things are getting complicated in her home again. Anyone who knows her fairly well should know what I'm talking about. She's okay right now, but she wanted me to post this just in case she couldn't get on for a while. I along with anyone else who contacts her over text message will post with updates.
You're lucky Absol isn't here, otherwise you'd wake up tomorrow without feet.
Oh damn, mind = blown. Pretty deep stuff right there.
Ask in one of the graphic shops. -Locked
Lyrics I wrote for a song my friend and I are writing. Not completely finished yet, kinda threw these together in about ten minutes. Hypnopaedic Romance These feelings I feel They must be real Allow me in you to impart These thoughts I intone They must be my own They all come right from the heart I've known for so long I cannot be wrong It's intervention from above And as my mind syncs It's not doublethink I prefer to call it love I have no basis For my heart's oasis My logic is completely sound I have no proof For why these hearts aloof Should be forever bound This hypnopaedic romance Shall not stop my heart's advance It just keeps my mind in place This hypnopaedic romance May be be harmful at a glance But it's really just a phase Others are so cold No hearts do they hold What awful things they contrive But you're mine alone As much as I know That two and two is five They conspire against What we've always sensed Was destined all the while Ignore what they say 'Til their words fade away Live forever in denial I have no basis For my heart's oasis My logic is completely sound I have no proof For why these hearts aloof Should be forever bound This hypnopaedic romance Shall not stop my heart's advance It just keeps my mind in place This hypnopaedic romance May be be harmful at a glance But it's really just a phase
I'm seventeen with a license and I don't have my own car yet. Lucky. Anyway, happy birthday.
Did I ever tell you the story about cowboys, m-m-midgets, the Indians and Fron-Frontier Psychiatrist?
And he also made false teeth.
Now when I count three, that-that-that-that-that boy... boy needs therapy
I'm gonna kill you. That boy needs therapy.
You're a nut! You're crazy in the coconut!
This boy needs therapy, purely psychosomatic.
