I decided to share a few things about me after all.
First off, yes, I am mildly twisted with a dark sense of humour. But you should understand – it’s my sense of humour. I do not advocate nor do I encourage acts of violence against other human beings (zombies don’t count). And I also say for those attending school who buy any of my Morbyd T-shirts – PLEASE don’t wear them at school if you have a dress code that would prohibit any display of violence or gore. Be responsible and respectful.
Second, sort of pertaining to my first point is that there are several sides of me. One is the dark, serious, brooding, world-hating girl who glares at anyone wearing a smile, spits on optimism and romance, and eats babies (well baby pie – but that actually is an inside joke having to do with a mistranslation of tarts). She’s the one responsible for a majority of my T-shirts, and dark poetry. Then there is the random silly side of me, whoalso has a feeling of wonder and a love for fantasy and creativity. She gets manic sometimes and sits down to do a project with utmost zeal and will tell you ALL about it in minute detail – only to burn out and turn into broody me. She’s te one responsible for most of my actual art. Then there’s the prude me. She’s religious, believes in God, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost. She will not abide disrespect to any religion. A few jokes here or there are fine – but if they get tasteless or derogatory, she’ll be affronted with righteous indignation. She is also in constant turmoil of really trying to be a good person, but feels she comes up short too often. And lastly, she is prudish and no fun! If the topic gets crude, or if you so much as swear, her appreciation of your existance decreases. She does, however, like cute things. But not too cute.
You could meet any three of these sides. None of them are an act. No, I do no claim to have disassociative personality disorder because this is all me – just different parts of me. No, I don’t think I’m clinically crazy – although some would claim otherwise. In fact one person in mind argued vehemently against the statement that I was, in fact, very sane. You know who you are.
Third off…. uh…. I’m longwinded as you see. I appreciate constructive feedback, or just ego-boosters. However, don’t fill my head up with nonsensical flattery – don’t think I won’t catch on and start devaluating the magnitude of any of your opinions. Straight out insults and slanders will likely go ignored, if I can get past the defensive part of me who will foam at the mouth and argue until I’m blue in the face. It isn’t nice to provoke the rabbid artist, though.
Fourth, all images, UNLESS stated otherwise in the details, are intellectual property of ME! ME being J. T. Burrows, AKA Oubliette. It’s mine. My copyright. Don’t mess with it. Got it? Do not try to make profit off of my images. They aren’t for use by the public domain without my express permission. And, no, taking any of it and slightly altering doesn’t count as making something new. If you take my stud muffin and turn it blue, it’s still my stud muffin. .... I can’t believe I just said that. Not a word. You know who you are! Ahem. Feel free, however, if you really do want to use any of my images (or poetry) for something, to ASK me. Don’t be intimidated. I will either turn you down or I won’t. It will be handled case by case as long as you ask politely. I’m happy to consider and discuss.
Posted 11 months ago, 3 comments so far.
I fed you fruit divine / From the secret forbidden tree / Made you completely mine / Slowly dying next to me / Yet the thought is still obscure / That I’m the poison; not the cure
I hunt for the secrets of your body untold / For the final jewel to crown my sin.