I'm sort of a combination between a pixel artist and a poet/short story writer.
And sometimes some other stuff here and there.
Fathers Day angst [Connor drabble] Connor hadn’t a clue what precisely it was that had drawn him back to this place. One major life-altering event and a whole new set of memories later but this was where his thoughts still jumped back to. Perhaps because even in the comfort of being handed everything he’d ever dreamed of, the truth continued to haunt him. Connor Reilly wasn’t the one who was standing there over the makeshift gravestone that symbolized the burial site.Fathers Day angst [Connor drabble] by MandraKara
“Hello Father.” It was an echo of the past; Steven’s voice. It contrasted Connor’s to a point where they truly could have been two different people. Steven’s tone was monotonous, devoid of emotion. The pronunciation had slid back into its old formal English pattern. Perhaps with the two separated sets of memories they could be considered different personality states.
“Happy Father’s Day.” He manag
Things Left UnsaidDear Peter; I probably shouldn't have slept with you.Things Left Unsaid by SinistraYaviel
I don't really regret it, because you kept asking,
"Are you okay?" No one has ever done that, so thanks.
Dear TJ; I probably should have told you that I loved you.
I miss cool air, lyrics, the tattered edges of your Black Parade jacket.
I miss the smell of Newport Menthol 100's and your smile.
Dear Shawn; I love you the way a car loves a guard rail.
The way a tsunami loves a shoreline. I think if I ever tell you,
You'll leave. Which isn't a funeral I want to attend.
Dear Angel; Oh, dear Angel. I miss you so damn much.
I wonder if your life is anything like mine is. I miss the sound of sneakers against pavement,
Echoes in a stairwell, the way your laughter felt inside my veins.
Dear Nick; I made you into the perfect villain in my head.
Which you probably didn't deserve, but I'm still a princess stuck in her fucking tower.
I'm so fucking sorry.
Dear Jay; I should probably leave you. But the weather never seems to collide,
With the ach
I Never Said Thank You Til NowThey once told me that it was wrong,I Never Said Thank You Til Now by SinistraYaviel
To romanticize all the horrors I had done to myself;
To not feel like the pallid raised edges on my skin,
Were a part of some torrid love affair with my past.
And at the time, I nodded.
I listened, I did.
I denounced my pain and proclaimed new truth,
Because in a way they were right.
You shouldn't say, "Self harm is okay."
But here's the story that they don't know:
When I was 11, I didn't realize quite who I was,
The things that had been done to me went
Unbidden through my mind like a child at play.
You don't tell an 11 year old what rape is,
You don't tell an 11 year old what suicide means,
You don't tell an 11 year old what self harm is.
You do not tell a child that they just want attention.
When I came upon the white walls to that building,
Confused and unable to understand exactly what I had talked myself into;
I realized that you were already there waiting on me.
Fear gripped me like a nurses hand,
Tempered down with patience and having seen to
Nickname: MK, or anything you'd like to call me, just don't call me 'Mandra', my account nickname is MK
Age: 22 (...yes, really.)
Gender: Bigender (Demigirl/Agender)
Sexual Orientation: Polyromantic Gray Asexual
Date of Birth: 10/15/91 (*I accidentally wrote 10/10/91 when I signed up because I'm brilliant, SO IGNORE THAT.*)
Are you an artist?: Not really, I'm not passionate enough about it. I ended up on DA because of Nik and I've been here for seven years, why quit now?
What does 'MandraKara' mean?: Mandra Kara (two names) is a very old Yu Yu Hakusho OC *cough*Mary Sue*cough* of mine from when I was about 10 years old and I've become rather attached to the name as my screenname for most sites. She was initially the 'mascot' for this account. I hope to pixel her again at some point.
My best friend forever > data2048
My MooseMoose aka my Satan twin > SinistraYaviel
My QP Soulmate > KyoRazorbladeWolf