This is from Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band..by The Beatles :D

It's from and ad i saw in Reader's Digest....might draw the other in the future.

FOOD.

Haven't you ever just felt the urge to kill someone?

Quick lunchtime madness

scary cat for halloween- anctually he nibbles rather than bites!

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Originally a quick 20 minutes doodle, now a full-fledged crap of a work. >__> And two hours' an exaggeration. I spent much of the time not doing anything. Please comment! It only waste a fair bit of your life. :3

Done with a mouse.




There was a time when someone once cared about the little girl down the alley. That was a long time ago… Somehow, the draft of ghastly macabre had twirled its fingers around that certain someone, and the little girl was left with her shadow again. The person who once cared remained but a memory, and then slowly faded into nothing. The girl remained within her protective shell of isolation, always playing the game of pretension, always pushing out the intruders. There was no friend, only wolves in sheep’s skin.

“She doesn’t speak much. The grief’s gotten too deep in her.” Somebody said, and the others all agreed to his view.

After much neglect, the girl was forgotten once again. Nobody gave any thought to the body left at the corner of the walls. And the girl wasted away. The heart stopped its rhythmic beating. But nobody knew about the passing of the little girl down the alley. Nobody cared.

Only the chronic sorrow remained, and the shell of her body. She became a mere vessel, a Heartless. Perhaps that was the most that she could ever be.

Because nobody cared.

:)

ack it got me