I really don't have much to say, except that I am a comic artist (in-training) who is also an art student. I don't consider myself a professional, but I can take in commissions. I may be in my late teens now, but I really have a heart of a child, even if some people see me as a matured woman.


I don't really give away my e-mail address, but unless you want to send a FAQ or even requesting a commission, I'll take that. And note: I will ignore mails with no subject.
pilaresber@yahoo.com

- 11:56 PM

Dreams are made up of illusions.

Wishes are made up of dreams.

Hopes are made up of wishes.














Useless. They're all useless to me now.














From this day marks the day I lost all my dreams. My wishes. And my hopes.

They're all just childish things anyway... No more... I don't want to be a naive child anymore.

I shall only dream, wish, and hope for my fantasy, but never to myself, as reality kicks in to kick them out.

No more... all dreams, wishes, and hopes are nothing to me now... Nothing...








Nothing...

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