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I am a Macabre Artist
PlastixNeoGeisha
15/Female/United States
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Last Visit: 219 weeks ago
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So those of you who pay attention to my work here, may realize I am lacking work. Once I get my Photoshop software I will be uploading more. Also-- once (if ever) I complete my drawings so that they show up when scanned they will also be on here. For now I will remain to upload poetry and pooy-manips. and such...
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< servitude > I make sacrifices to the dark god Cthulhu... He has impeccable taste... </ servitude >
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< pimp >Why vote for the lesser of the two evils? Vote Cthulhu in '08... </ pimp >
[#02]
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[He Dreamed Up A God And Called It Christianity]
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www.matthewburgess.net
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.::I know the pieces fit cause I watched them tuble down::.
:Not much of a Gallery, but don't be afraid to look:
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< servitude > I make sacrifices to the dark god Cthulhu... He has impeccable taste... </ servitude >
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< pimp >Why vote for the lesser of the two evils? Vote Cthulhu in '08...
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Take a look at [link] also ...
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-=-=-=:LIFE IS KILLING ME!!!-=-=-=::: please visit my GALLERY=]=]
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In ihrem Herzen steckt ein Speer
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