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- Title: Artist Contribution-3
- Artist: Mo_the_Half
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You would have to read Artist Contriubution 1 and 2 to get this.
The message I'm trying to send is that sometimes people get carried away with fantasies.
Like anime. They think that they might be cool and amazing.
But really, they are not as amazing as they thought they are. This is reality. You might not be beautiful as you think. You might not be cool as you act. You might not be as strong as you feel.
- Date: 11/18/2009
- Tags: artist contribution3
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- Mo_the_Half - 11/18/2009
- Although Rika is a GOD to me, I still know I'm very important as well. And I should be TREATED as such. And Rika does that for me. I'm very thankful for her.
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- Mo_the_Half - 11/18/2009
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I started to wear clothes that fit ME. I began to dress in things that suited and complemented ME.
I now have my own style. I have my own ego. I have self esteem.
I would like to thank one person who really helped me. That's my friend that you may know as Rikako1108. She's my best friend. I know that her and I will stand side by side through life. We've already overcome so many things together. - Report As Spam
- Mo_the_Half - 11/18/2009
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I thought she was more beautiful, that she drew better, that she was more friendly, that she was cooler, and so on and so forth.
I put myself down. Infront of something so... fake. She has never yet realized what she is in reality. I don't know if she ever will. I realized that one day. I also realized that she used me. She used me in order to make herself feel better. And for her to feel supior.
I met better friends. Who treated me like I was special. And now I know I am. - Report As Spam
- Mo_the_Half - 11/18/2009
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I think many artists or at the very least, cosplayers will experience this feeling in their life time. It's a hard thing to realize.
Some people get sucked into the fantasy and never come back. It almost happened to me. I was shy. My hair covered my face. My scketchbook was always against my chest. I wore baggy clothes. I didn't care how I looked.
I was weak.
One of my... old friends... I basicly worshiped her. She was an anime freak. I thought she was better than me in every way. - Report As Spam
