RAFFLE: 3,000 WATCHERS! (OPEN:EARLY ENTER) by Cheriin, journal
RAFFLE: 3,000 WATCHERS! (OPEN:EARLY ENTER)
GOOD NEWS! I have almost reached 3000 watchers !!!
Thank you all so much <33333
So to celebrate it, I'll hold a raffle!
What kind of raffle exactly is still a secret ~lazeplz (https://www.deviantart.com/lazeplz)
But I can promise you it will be huuuuuge~!
I will give away art, prints, charms and more :iconheplz:But you can already enter! If you enter now, you'll have an extra chance in the raffle! >u<
(I'll give everyone a number in the raffle, if you enter early now you get 2 numbers, so 2 chances!)
Countdown!:116 watchers to go!
When I reach 3000 watchers, the raffle will begin! So to make it happen let's get to 3000 first!!
To enter my raffle you'll h
I just wanted to post a quick journal entry to let anyone know that may be interested that I have created an art prompt website called Artprompt.xyz.
The website simply loads a different prompt each time you visit. I created it because sometimes I get really stuck on ideas of what to create. Maybe it will be able to inspire other people as well. :love:
The future of this account + thank you. by em-keii, journal
The future of this account + thank you.
Hey all :)
So I mentioned in the last journal entry that I was going to decide what will happen to this account by the holidays. Well, it's the holidays now. And I have an answer.
...I'm quitting. You probably saw this coming.
I'm not going to make art anymore. No more pixeling, edits, customs etc. I think it was the middle of last year that my interest started to lessen, and by now it's gone completely. I don't enjoy doing it anymore, and I honestly find it boring now. Keep in mind that this is just my opinion - I know that a bunch of you still love it and I respect that, because at one point in my life I felt that too. Just not anymore.
I love the way life leaves its mark on our bodies.
Every laugh and smile etched in the crinkles around your eyes and mouth;
Those tan-lines the time you forgot about sunscreen
Because you were so hell-bent on reaching that mountain peak
Or when you just became lost in the gentle lap of waves at the shore;
The scars you got skateboarding in the park at summer dusk
Or when life became pain and it was your only release.
Our bodies are a record of our memories and experiences
They are our travel journals and emotional diaries
Our delicate armour to the elements.
And no matter its colour, its stature, if it's not quite intact
If you sometimes t