Well, since this would be my first, I should introduce myself.
*slides hand out from behind him, presents* You can refer to me as whatever you would like, but, until a name is created, call me Kyle.
I have siblings, both older and younger, and of both genders, blood/'blood'.
I have multiple parents, 2 blood, 1 stepmother, and a few 'adopted mothers',
I have a cat, she basically wears a large chunk of my heart on her calico collar.
I remain by my ladyfriend, Camillia's side, although she is half way across the globe right now, where she wears the other piece of my heart securely in, or near her bosom.
I have been a witness of many foul things in my life.
Life may be rough now, but things either cash out at 20, or just get a hell of a lot worse, either or, I am in until my veins collapse, and my heart finally is sick and tired of the neighbours uncanny smoking habits, and decides to fail.
The bones of my body may be brittle, but the will behind them keeps them from breaking too much...OK, that's a lie.
I am tired, I do not feel like talking about myself anymore.
So, to the real reason for this entry.
Sadly, my photo editing programs are all gone, and, although I do not like to edit my photo's much, I do prefer to fix the brightness and all that lovely jazz.
Until a program is either given to me, or bought from my own pocket, I suppose rating others work is all I can do at the moment.
Until ranting becomes a good idea,
Goodnight,
Ky.








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Milhouse: Remember the time he ate my goldfish? And you lied and said I never had goldfish. Then why did I have the bowl, Bart? *Why did I have the bowl?*
Donnie Brasco was a brilliant film, hands down. The ending could have been projected differently, or lengthened out, but thats how his life went. I wish they showed one of his near death experiences after he dried out of the mafia, though..
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Do you hobby those realistic dolls?
If so, I am truly jelous.
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.roger
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