ParaNoidObserver

Star child, who have you become?

Was your beauty carved out the weeping bodies laying by your feet?

Are you not yourself anymore?

Oh, to have the grace to be remembered.

I am not someone meant for the company of other people. Never was I able to understand how human beings can coexist in each other's orbits without feeling so tired of all and everything that is living around them. I ache for the things others feel even while knowing it will never be something I can experience normally. For I feel too much of everything, it encompasses me. 

Old random art dump I just found.