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Last year saw the birth of what could be called the first breakout hit in podcasting. Serial, a podcast spinoff of sorts from This American Life, was downloaded over five million times on iTunes, and enjoyed an audience comparable to your average cable television program. But before Serial exploded, there was Welcome to Night Vale.
In the summer of 2013, Welcome to Night Vale became the most popular podcast on iTunes, surpassing This American Lif
Haha wanna read my life story? Well too bad! To find that out you actually have to talk to me! No shortcuts! However I will say this...I am a black loving, music adddicted, vegetarian, otaku!
Favourite Visual Artist
errr...Clamp?
Favourite Movies
the immaculate conception of little dizzle
Favourite TV Shows
Bleach
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
God there's soooo many...instead of a smorgasbord of schtuff...I just won't put any!!!
Favourite Books
Also too many to be satisfied with naming the few I can think of now.
Favourite Writers
Still too many. Needless to say Stephanie Meyer ain't one of 'em.
Favourite Games
Pokemon~
Favourite Gaming Platform
Not a clue.
Tools of the Trade
Anything within reach. I've even used a packet of ketchup...
I've recently discovered photo editing and I'm testing out a lot of different ways of using it! All of my drawings are done with pencils and coloring pencils then fiddled with...if it looks overdone or messed up somehow that's because I'm still learning. Any pointers would be appreciated!!!
Do you ever feel lost first thing in the morning? You haven't even gotten out of bed but you feel like you aren't where you're meant to be. Well welcome to my world. My dreams are beautiful and monstrous all at once and when I wake up I no longer feel whole. My dreams are my reality and I spend every waking moment dreaming with a pencil and paper. When sleep eludes me I draw...and am grounded. When my drawings are complete I put them on my bedroom walls. Now I am surrounded by my waking dreams. Eyes full of pain and a darkness untouched by the unforgiving light. Some people enter my sanctuary and immediately leave. They just don't understand